At the Victor's Mercy

He. The young lady was clearly not my type. But she instantly hooked my heart… Only later I realized I’d fallen in love with a monster. The little scruffy sparrow turned out to be a viper. She ran away, taking my heart and money with her. Wait, you bitch—I'll find you, and you won’t enjoy it! She. I believed him. I fell for sweet promises. And he betrayed me. He accused me of theft. He has no conscience, and a stone instead of a heart. And I pray to every saint that he’ll forget about me forever. Yes, I stole from him. But not money—something bigger. I took with me a part of him. And I won’t tell anyone who the father of my child is…