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Jana is a single mother that was forced to marry young. She once thought she loved him and that he loved her but she now knows that was all a lie. He never loved her and now she has no one and feels as if she will be forever alone.

Chapter 1 Prologue

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Jana felt so alone she was being treated badly by everyone in her life. She had no one she could even turn to. She had all these friends, but they thought she had it good. They didn't see the pain she hid so well. She felt utterly alone and broken.

See Jana was a teen mom that married at a young age he was so good to her at first being the perfect father and husband, but a year into their marriage everything changed he became distant and would yell a lot. He didn't spend any time with the twins other than to yell at them and put them down.

Jana would cook and clean for him, but it was never good enough. He never took her out anywhere like he was ashamed of how she looked. He had issues that's for sure one minute he was the man she fell in love with the next he would yell at her for no reason.

Couldn't he see they had it all a nice home nice car love a family wasn't that good enough for him anymore? She needed to get out before it was too late, she knew it was only a matter of time before he would hit her but how could she get away when she was so alone?

She knew he had other women. He would come home smelling of perfume. He was always gone. He never touched her and would scream at her if she tried to touch him. She didn't know why he even stayed. It was as if he hated her, and it was clear to see he wasn't happy.

She asked him if he wanted a divorce, and he told her she could never leave him. She had nowhere to go, no money, and no one to turn to. She was miserable. Something needed to change. Things couldn't stay like this. All she did was cry. She just wanted a safe place for her and her children to be happy.

How could she do that in a home where they were in constant fear. One wrong move would set him off. The kids couldn't be normal happy kids. Their own father wanted nothing to do with them. He wanted everything to be perfect. The kids have to be in bed before he is home, and food hot and on the table.

He would say he had meetings for work and take off for days. Those were the times Jana lived for. Having it just be her and the kids home was nice. They would laugh and be happy. Then he would come back and fight over any little thing.

There had to be more to life than this. There had to be a way out. Someone that could help her. She knew if she left him, he had the power and the money to destroy her. She needed to get far away and start over. She was tired of always being alone.

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