Living In Hell

2018 Words

After the club, I get home. All I can think about is Connor, how I really miss him. I cannot wait to see him again and really be with him. When I close the door behind me of the mansion, I walk to the kitchen to find my mother sitting at the kitchen counter, drinking wine. I sit down on the bar stool, joining her. "So what are you going to do?" I ask her.  "I don't know, I don't want to lose everything" she says, taking a sip of her red wine. "Its your choice after all mom. Was it the first time that he locked you up in the basement?" "Yes, he knows what I went through when I was young, with your grandparents locking me up in the basement, so because I did that to you, he thinks that he can do it to me now that he has an affair" she says, shaking her head. "Why not leave him?" I ask.

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