Standing at the front of the house, a small suitcase in hand. You sighed. You were ready to leave, to escape. To get away from the mad man you call your lover! He was expected to arrive home soon. That’s when you would confess, leave and live a happy life!

Upon seeing his car pull into the driveway, your breath caught in your throat, and within in matter of seconds he was in front of you, smothering you into his arms “Awh! There’s my precious girl!” He coos, lifting you up into his arms