MidReal Story

Trapped Hearts: A Forbidden Escape

Jlee

Scenario:I grew up quick more so than a child should I think I thought if I been their this am sim still here I got this shit called life eihrj? Then std am I scared shitless I'm 45 a mom to a awesome lock as teenager I should think so and I'm controlled and living in an environment I've nee try it espxcale I reach loit 5i th waurhtiijes to only have them call my husband why to inform him I wmakzsed for a standby omg they gave him our lives just habded us o e cuz here he xkmes around the corner a hammer thrown by my head nh child lide foaswbs

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I grew up quick more so than a child should I think I thought if I been their this am sim still here I got this shit called life eihrj? Then std am I scared shitless I'm 45 a mom to a awesome lock as teenager I should think so and I'm controlled and living in an environment I've nee try it espxcale I reach loit 5i th waurhtiijes to only have them call my husband why to inform him I wmakzsed for a standby omg they gave him our lives just habded us o e cuz here he xkmes around the corner a hammer thrown by my head nh child lide foaswbs

Jason Carter

Emily's teenage son who is unaware of his parents' issues but senses the tension at home, relationship with both parents is complex but loving towards his mother.

Mark Carter

Emily's husband and father to their son, relationship with Emily is strained and controlling, tall with a stern face and sharp eyes, authoritative and manipulative.

Emily Carter

the central character, mother and wife, relationships with her husband and son, mid40s with a worn yet resilient appearance, determined and secretive.

I'm sitting here on the edge of my bed holding this phone like it's the lifeline that will save my ass in about 30 seconds.

I have just hung up with my old high school buddy, Jason.

Wait, let me correct that.

My old high school buddy and secret crush.

I haven't spoken to him in 20 years.

I took a deep breath, picked up the phone and dialed his number.

I knew it by heart still.

When he answered, we talked for over an hour.

Laughing and catching up on each other's lives.

I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.

Then I heard my husband's car pull into the driveway.

Shit!

I looked at the time, it was after 10 pm.

He never comes home this late without calling.

My heart began to pound in my chest.

I knew I was in for it.