This man with a strange aura that I’d only met but he could bring me to my knees. He looked middle class but gave off the aura of a wealthy man that I almost took his middle class look as a facade. Bill, that’s what he said his name was.

The inner me…the monster I didn’t know existed until that day. The cold words that left my lips, I was unfamiliar to but nonetheless, I didn’t care and they…they deserved what ever I was giving them. Read the story of Isabella whose life was entirely destroyed by her stepmother and stepsister after her father went on to the great beyond.