Beaten

**TW – Story contains elements of domestic abuse

His temper was showing, and I began to believe I’d end up in my grave due to being barren. A plain pine box, I imagine. He was cheap like that. Mason would drop me into the earth (showing no bits of remorse) with a thud. Riddle me this, you brute! What’s valuable and filled with secrets? Now, you can’t hunt for my riches when I’m dead! I had the keys to untold fortunes before you went all ominous on my ass.

I was more angry than scared. Maybe I was just ready for death after all the years of abuse.

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