Twisted Vows

My parents raised me to believe in magic.

They showered me with love and told me tales of unicorns and princesses

What they should have done is warn me about monsters.

I wanted the fairytale

And for one perfect moment, I thought I had it

But that was before my husband became a monster

Before he hurt me, before he hurt others

And then he died

Leaving me defenseless amid the chaos he created.

Escaping my cage with broken wings just left me vulnerable to predators

My innocence didn’t matter. Nobody cared that I had paid for my mistakes with blood, scars, and broken bones.

I was guilty by association, and somebody had to be held accountable

After all, every fairytale needs a villain; I just didn’t expect it to be me.

Now with nowhere else to go, I hide with the one person who can keep me safe.

They say that the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

So why do I feel like I survived a monster only to end up in the arms of the devil himself?

Triggers: This book contains scenes of violence, adult language, and sexual situations that require the reader to be 18 or over.