Brielle
“Stay still Brielle, you are only going to make it worse.” Zadyre grunted as he tried to pry my ankle from the rotting wood, while a strangled cry left my lips as pain shot through it, the consequences of my actions.
How did a stroll in the park with the man I hate the most, and three little reasons I smile everyday, turn into this shameful experience you may ask?
Well, the stroll was going horrible, for me. It was wonderful for the triplets as they saw different things and experiences they didn’t witness in the human world because we were hiding from the same asshole who showed them, and they looked at him with so much adoration it caused my stomach to turn with jealousy.
So as a normal mother would do, I tried to direct their attention to me, but they were busy being impresse
