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The car firmly parked in the gray garage, and I felt the overwhelming feeling or urgency to read the letter.

The rose colored envelope, sat calmly in my purse. Melody was sleeping in the back as I went to grab it. I had put off the letter the whole day, knowing it was of importance.

His name was written out at the top of the letter and I shuddered, remembering him making me say it.

It was a letter that would only hurt me more, as I traced over the neatly, pressed in words at the top of the address.

I tucked it back in my bag, wishing I had never received it. Wishing he would've never written this to me.

I couldn't tell the angel in the back seat, what he had done to me. She knew Daniel was, she knew he was the worst person she knew and hopefully the only one.

I knew what he was, a monster at best. I knew the feeling of his words could still control me, the simple presence of his words in my mind could always have an effect on me. It would never stop, the nightmares, the pain, th