The Beginning
It was a dark and cold night. My daughter Leia was crying for a bottle of milk. I had a fever of 104 when I was trying to fix a bottle of milk while my hands shook uncontrollably. A few minutes later the front door swung open. My husband, John Razz, walked in and walked right passed me. He picks up Leia and says "Why is she crying?" "Have you even fed her today? " Before I could explain how bad I was feeling. He yells SHUT UP ! He ripped the bottle out of my hands and pushed me out the way. He headed to the bedroom when I heard him mumbling Imbecile.
I managed to clean Leia's mess in the living room. I felt I was seconds away from collapsing. As I walked towards the bedroom door, I overheard John talking on the phone. He was planning to take Leia away, and divorce me. I was devastated. I have dedicated my life to this man for 10 years, helped him build the empire he now owns. And now he just wants to throw me away, and take my child. I was not going to let that happen. A few months went by. I had everything ready. I was going to run! Runaway with my child, far away from him and everything that has to do with him.