Over The Cliff

Jessie's signed, looking over at the kids who are so prepared to continue hearing their mother's storytelling.

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I sit by the tree and look over the cliff. I had a lot on my mind. For some reason, ever since Maya has entered my life, I can't stop thinking about things I've gone through in the past. I couldn't get his words out of my head either.

Was I okay with doing the same things to Maya that my father had done to me? Was I alright with torturing her the way that I was doing now? I was so caught up in getting my revenge that I didn't think about the consequences of my actions.

But how was I to forget that they killed my family? How was I supposed to move on and let her go?

Just the thought of letting her go sends me into a full-blown rage.

I would not let her go. I will never let her go. She was mine and always will be. I don't care what anyone has to say about that.

Even if her brothers come for her, I still won't let her go. They would have to kill me first.

Maybe that's what I'