The End of Staying
After saying all that, she turned and walked out without hesitation.
The door slammed shut behind her.
I stared at the ceiling as tears slid down my face.
The mother who raised me had died a horrific death. The person responsible was still warning me not to cause trouble.
I closed my eyes and took a slow breath.
When I opened them again, nothing remained except overwhelming hatred.
I reached for the pendant hanging around my neck.
I pressed a tiny hidden button on the back.
After five years of marriage, even Suzanna never knew it was an emergency communicator.
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