My Innocence, His Destruction
Her eyes flicked to see some of her customers, the same people who once shared laughter and jokes with her now look at her in utmost disgust, pointing and spitting.
Blood streaked from her lips to the floor, her clothes drenched in her own blood soaked the wooden table.
‘ I don't want to die.’ She whispered bitterly, life and energy slowly slipping out of her. ‘ But If this will be my end, please heaven, let theirs be worse, let them seek death without finding, let them…’
Darkness slowly took over, her eyes closed slowly, and just when everything was about to turn black, she saw her.
Her mother.