Lyn-Z's Ashes

                                                         She sat there alone in that disgusting hotel room again. She had no idea where he was, what on earth he was doing, or who he was with. And to be honest, she didn't care. If he wasn't there, he couldn't hurt her. She was used to figuring out how she was going to get to work the next day in the event that he never showed up, used to defending herself against outrageous accusations, and used to trying to shield herself from his deafening blows. Her dreams were no longer of what she would do with her life, but surviving the life that she had.  Her heart was too big and she was too forgiving. She thought she could pray the devil out of him. She thought if she put up with all of the pain, all the bruises, all the trauma, that he would see that not all people are bad, not everyone leaves, and that he is worthy of love. But he saw what she had to offer and destroyed every ounce of self worth she had left. He never deserved an