A familiar voice commanded me to cease my struggles.

As Terry Black looked back at me from the armchair, I felt as though I could see my decayed, defeated life reflected in his angry expression.

This man, who professed to love me, had ruined my entire existence.

Terry Black… my life… has been destroyed by you.

“Terry Black… why can’t you just let me go?”

I sobbed, kneeling before him, avoiding the hand he extended in shock.

“Let you go? Hattie Garza, I’m telling you, I will never let you go.”

The fury within Terry Black crumbled the moment he saw her.

He wanted to apologize, to beg for her...