They had nothing to say to each other.

After all of the backstabbing, infidelity, name calling, and beatings, she'd had enough of his shit. She looked in the mirror at her busted bottom lip, chipped front teeth, black eye, and the splint on her nose. She decided to leave everything behind, including her husband.

She jumped a mile when her cell phone rang.

“Hello?” she asked nervously.

“Are you ready to go?” the voice asked on the other end.

“Yes I am.”

“I’ll be over in five minutes.”

She grabbed the rest of her belongings and left. Good-bye, asshole.