#DARK #VILLAIN #TRAGEDY #BETRAYAL #SCARY #KILLER #FAMILY #TWISTED

Inmate 4267

Mona was a loving wife, and doting mother. Her family is not rich, but she finds joy in knowing she has the one thing that matters most in life--love. One day her husband comes home and tells her he got a promotion. While this is great news, Mona will have to quit her job so they will have childcare for his unpredictable hours. Mona makes all of these sacrifices and more, until one day she discovers her husband has been having an affair with a woman at his office. In the midst of trying to investigate her husband's infidelities, the lines of morality begin to blur for her. Her world is falling apart, and one day she finally snaps. Mona is now in prison for killing her husband. She is facing a life sentence, and her trial is quickly approaching... Although her family has not spoken to her since she was arrested, they have hired a psychologist named Rebecca to try and help her case. Mona is cursed with memories of what happened, inmates trying to attack her, and a psychologist that keeps pressing for answers Mona is not ready to give.

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Love...

We did not have much. We had a home, that I was thankful for. However it was nothing extraordinary. The roof had multiple leaks that my husband kept saying he would fix, but never got around to. So, there were various buckets and bowls laying around the house. The once white carpet now had a yellow tint to it, and was coming up in places due to the children knocking over those bowls of roof water while playing.

We had cars. They weren't the newest models. They had many miles, and a lot of wear and tear over the years, but they were ours...and they ran. We had two precious children that I stayed home and dedicated my life to. I attended college, got my degree. Once he said that he wanted me to stay home with the kids. Once he got a promotion... I gave it all up. I gave up my career, gave up my dreams, to better our family. "Our kids will thrive" I remember him saying.

Most importantly, I thought we had love. I thought none of it would matter, my sacrifices would better us. Because we had love. Now my thoughts are blurry when it comes to things like love.

Does love even exist?

Why does love hurt so much?

Does love make people crazy?

Can you kill someone and still love them?

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