Axton
Khan has been on edge. I can’t remember the last time we slept a full night. Every night, Khan is off, taking over and hunting for her. After the first few weeks of living with the torture of her infidelity, we’ve become desensitized to the pain, yet the anger at feeling it has only grown stronger. Just the same as the welts and bruises that lace our body from her betrayal everytime she f***s him.
The days of thinking we would find her have come and gone; we no longer care to find her anymore to keep her or make her ours; that desire left a while ago. But if we do, it will be to kill her, knowing there is no way she has kept our children, being so sexually active with another man. We have sent out alerts to every city; she has yet to be located, but one day, she will show up. And
