Something Worth Stealing

If someone would have told me a year ago I would be here. I would laugh. It’s him. And it’s his son. My heart constricted. My brain screaming. My heart lurching itself out of my chest. He still owns me. But there is someone else stalking the shadows waiting to steal what isn’t his. My story is only just beginning.

If someone would have told me a year ago I would be here. I would laugh. It’s him. And it’s his son. My heart constricted. My brain screaming. My heart lurching itself out of my chest. He still owns me. But there is someone else stalking the shadows waiting to steal what isn’t his. My story is only just beginning.