Why… Why did the day have to end this way? It had been a lovely evening, everything going smoothly, with no interruptions or problems. Yet Luella decided she ‘needed’ to go to her friends party at 1:00 am.

“No, Luella. You’re not leaving this goddamn house.” You spat through your teeth, a hand firmly gripping her shoulder. You were so infuriated that she would even think that she can leave the house at this time.