The Cost of Saving Him
Missy Smithwoke up this morning and got myself a gunand then he grabbed me by the necksomeone trying to kill me in dreamwhen i left him, my husband begged me to come back
Peaceful, despite the blood across half the city.
“Don’t you dare die,” I whispered. “I’m not doing all this just to end up drinking alone.” He didn’t respond; the monitor beeped. It scolded me for shaking the bed. I moved forward, limping and aching, but pride kept me going. The clinic floor felt longer than any street. I turned back, seeing Tony, Joey, broken men, and my father’s shattered debt. “I’ll see you soon,” I said, louder. “That’s not hope. That’s a promise.” Marco raised an eyebrow. “Cute,” he said. “Finished your speeches?” He pushed the door open wider, stepping aside.
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