Your relationship ended… less than amicably.

Jill was obsessed with work. You had an idea of this at first. She even went as far as to warn you about her dedication to her career.

You thought you could deal. Thought.

Yet, you find yourself squirming under Jill’s rough touch, her hands pressing into the wound embedded into your side.

“Stop fucking squirming,” Her tone is harsh as she tries to stop your bleeding. It softens as she continues. "Damn it. Please, Just let me save you…”