[3rd Person’s POV]
The light that came from the night lamp illuminated the silent living room. The clock ticks at two in the morning. Yet, Randy is still wide awake. Searching for the truth that he longed for. Eyes staring sharply at the front door. Waiting for her husband to come home.
Needless to say, Randy was fed up.
Tired of walking the same path. And feeling the endless cycle. Where Thorne would would hurt him physically and mentally.
Randy wasn’t raised with violence. Although his life wasn’t near to perfection, he lived by being optimistic. Blowing a deep sigh, he readied himself for certain outcomes. He’s no longer afraid of pain. As he’s had enough.
Samantha has been a dear friend of his. He might not know her deeply. But Randy believed she had a kind heart. She’s the on
