Elenor
I don’t know how long I’ve been here. A couple of hours, maybe, though it feels like days. I haven’t wasted my time, however. I have plotted in my head all the ways I want to kick Prince Arseholes head in!
Oh, I have so many choice words for that prick, and I hope he chokes on them!
Who the hell does he think he is?
Having me arrested because Sylva calls me Mommy?
Whose fuckin.g fault is that!?
Exactly, his!
By the Gods, I want to wring his fuckin.g neck! I am so mad that I can’t calm down. I will not lay down and die. I did nothing wrong. My child will not be born in this place; I guarantee it.
I don’t yet know what I can do to stay in Sylva’s life, but I’m not about to give up on that baby. I promised the day I met her that I would always be there for her. No matter what i
