A/N: Hi people! This is my story. (Not mine personally, but you probably knew that.)
This is the unknown (soon to be known) person talking to voice in her head
This is the voice in her head talking back.
She does not know its a voice in her head. She assumes its her conscience.
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Claimer: Own me. :)
~Unknown POV~
I can't do it!I screamed at myself silently.
Yes you can, my rational, brave side said. After all, don't you miss your husband and kids?
Yes, but…
This is the only way.
Wow. I must be going crazy. I'm talking to myself in my head.
At least it isn't out loud…
Shut up!
Sighing, I took out my wallet, flipping through the pictures. The first one was of me with my son and daughter, their wings out behind them. I smiled at my daughter. She really was an angel. My gaze shifted over to my son. I almost laughed for the first time in days, remembering how confused the photographer was when we told her to wear nose plugs.
We had also told her the wings were "movie props." With the amount of money I had, she believed me. I flipped over to the next photo, staring at my husband.
Ex- husband
Shut up! Stupid conscience.
Jared's blonde hair had gotten darker with age. His blue eyes were happy, and he had his arm around me. Those were the days. I wish things could go back to the way they were before, well, before everything.
They will go back, as long as you carry out the plan
Don't remind me. *mentally groans*
I could swear I felt it smirk at me, but before I could think about it, a secretary came over.
"The Boss is ready for you, miss." I smiled at her before getting up. Here goes nothing.
~Third Person POV~
Anne Walker took a deep breath before walking into The Director's office.
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