Tangled on the bed was her husband and another woman. The shoe clashed as it hit the floor. She backed away from the door and ran out of the house, not forgetting to grab her hand luggage from the doorway. She boarded her car, jamming her keys in; she wiped her tears away, keeping her head straight and drove off. When she felt she was far enough, she parked her car at the nearest space available. Her heavy breathes filled the rover- her hand rest on her stomach while her head rested on the stirring wheel with her eyes sealed, unfortunately, a tear was still able to form and drift down her cheek, followed by another and another and another until they just danced on. See what happens after her divorce and how she comes back in ten years: more POWERFUL, IN CONTROL, and ready to KICK SOME - No abuse, no rape.