Treat me well.

with ice. It was peaceful laying on my stomach watching the trees move and the birds singing. I needed this. I kicked my heels off and rolled my dress up hoping I'd catch a tan before this small

pain as he gripped my hair tighter. "You're harming my unborn child. I told you and so did the fucking doctor no more fucking smoking!!!" He was angry extremely angry. He grabbed my heels and pushed them onto my feet. They kill they hurt so bad I could cry the blisters where unbearable. "Blake please not the heels they hurt my feet, I'm blistered." "I do not care you're my