The Middle Piece Ch. Twnety-Six by wondergirl12345, literature
Literature
The Middle Piece Ch. Twnety-Six
You felt stick to your stomach. This has to be by far the worst ting that Mundus could ever do to you. You stared down at the small child who looked no older then eight years old. He tightly held on to his mother's limp form. She was bathed in her own blood which was also pulled around her. You had caused this agony to the young child. He didn't even deserve this. No one does. Who were you to decide someone's fate? You grimaced as the smell started to get strong. The eight year old boy was a sobbing mess. Snot and tears streaming together. The sigh was sad. This mother died protecting her child and a cheater of a husband who didn't have the f