I've never wanted to be gentle with a woman before today. I wanted her to tell me how to make this better for her. But I knew that I would never let that happen. I would never allow her tears to make me into something I'm not.
She deserved this; her family deserved this. I heard how much pain my father was in before he died. . . My sister suffered the same faith.
Every time I think of them, I'm reminded of how much I hate this family, how much I hate them for destroying what I had. Did they stop and think about what they did?
No, they moved on happily with each other. Austin left my sister in the ditch while he started a family with that woman who took her place. They weren't sorry for what they did; none of them were. I watched them for days, studied their movements, searching for s
