Third Person
Madison was humming to herself as she ran a bath. Today was a good day, and hopefully, her father would be released from prison the next day. The lawyer will get to see him, which is better than not knowing his condition. She wouldn’t put it past Scott to use the gamma as a human punching bag. Her stomach twisted violently.
“Please, Moon Goddess,” Madison mumbled, closing her eyes. “Don’t let it be too bad.”
Tears filled her eyes, and she exhaled sharply. She had to stay positive and not let Scott think he had won. He won’t. Even if it means dying, she won’t be his.
Madison stripped off her clothes and turned off the water. A toe just touched the water when her phone chimed. Sighing, she exited the bathroom and picked up her phone, which was on the bed. She was expecting
