No More Pretending
Six Thousand Club
She looked at Victor and gave a soft sigh. "It's my ex... He's the one that gave me my scars. He's the reason I moved here. He would...beat me a lot, and I had enough one day, said I was leaving. He beat me within an inch of my life and dragged me to the balcony." She closed her eyes for a moment, a tear slipping down her cheek as she remembered that night. Her fear knotted up in her stomach. "Said the only way I was leaving was if I jumped over that rail. Well, he ended up pushing me over it." She balled her hands up into fists. "Long story short, I spent two month in the ICU, he went to jail for attempted murder, and I moved as soon as I could. That's how I got here. I...I thought he wasn't going to find me again."