One minute

She constantly does things his way-

hoping and praying that things would change.

talking to God more hours than she should-

nothing never opened up nor change.


constantly being accused and hit by the man who vowed to love her till death-

she was baffled at how he treated her and looked at her like she was less than a woman.

she had the courage but lacked self-confidence the constant abuse was straining her since-

the only way out was death by his words.


but in one minute everything would change but not soon enough-

He would get hit and become paralyzed; she would be stuck taking care of him

to her this was vengeance in her mind but she couldn't do it

she genuinely love him and cares for him.


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