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Her mercy to His penitence

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

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The Escape

Jasmine was silent for what felt like an eternity. Her gaze was firmly on the woman who was telling her that she would be better off dead.

It wasn't the first time she heard those words from someone. The only difference was that this time, she was emotionally stronger and the person was technically irrelevant for her.

She was intentionally avoiding Jayden's searching gaze. She didn't need to see him know that his gaze never left her face.

Her next words may break him more than he already felt. Sadly, she couldn't keep them in. Besides, she was slowly growing impatient to feel his hands around her.

She had missed him immensely. " Is that all you have to say to me, ma'am?" She asked. She wanted this woman to say her all today. For she may never get the opportunity again.

The woman looked livid on the other side of the mirror. She gestured to the man nearest to do something. Jasmine was hit in the head by the butt of the gun the man held in his hand.