She never imagined she will one day be running away from him. The first person she considered a friend. And the very person she fell in love with.
That same man is the reason why she had to climb the bathroom window when he left to gather supplies. And the reason why she was running away in the middle of the night with her heart feeling like it is about to explode any minute.
She rode on a bus not even knowing where it was going. Fuck. She held tight to the money she was able to find stashed in their cabinet.
She covered her face with her hood and closed her eyes. She just wanted to be as far away from that place as may be possible.
She knew she will have to hide from three sources now. The governor, the yakuza, and her lover. Fuck. This is so fucked up.
"Are you okay, miss?" the old lady asked her.
"Ahhh!" the lady's voice pulled her back to attention.
