No Love, Only Ruin

lived in that cold

was a prisoner, surrounded by

unctions, a beautiful, silent wife

to a relentless barrage

me for weeks, makin

ds, reminding me of my father' s all

ife, from who I could speak to (no

im, treated me with t

promise I' d made to my

heart broken by grief and the ongoing persecution

me you'll try. Try to find a reason to live, for five ye

my mantra, the invisible

days, the week

s nightmare, Isabe

e with ambition burning in her eyes.

t officially, but she was always t

le barbs, always delivered with a sweet smile when E

cle to becoming the of

cted happened. Four years into my s

Ethan'

desperate, fragile hope. Maybe a child coul

licker of something-surprise? Shock?-crossed his fa

aid, his voice devoid of

was furious. Her je

ll "accidents," items disappearing, rumors s

due to spend any time with me, ens

e growing inside me. This child was my secret r