I couldn't get enough of this man I truly loved. No man could ever make me feel the way he did, both past and present.A few years after we were marrie... we started a family. Our first son was born, we couldn't be happier. We were the perfect little family and did most everything together. A few years later our second son was born. My husband was the big proud father that took his sons everywhere. When our boys were a few years older he took them to different sports venues. I wasn't a big sports. On my return, my two students were in a state of some distress, perhaps fearing that they had been abandoned or, more likely, resenting the fact that other matters had taken my attention from them. Estelle was most vocal in her objections when I opened her casket. Amanda had simply given me a look of sullen acceptance at her confinement."Please, ladies, if you would be so good as to place the cuffs around your wrists and to snap the links together so that your wrists are joined."Although the. .. “Ah, she’s beautiful, isn’t she?” Melanie looked down at little Tamara Van Nguyen, as she lay in the arms of her mother, Janice Kincaid.“Very lovely, just like her parents,” Jonathan commented, watching mother hold daughter and cradle her at her bosom.“Thank you, guys. That’s very sweet of you to say,” Janice remarked, while Tommy beamed proudly at his progeny and the mother of his child.“Well, she’s as sweet and pretty as ours,” Nora remarked, holding little Amanda Hatch, daughter of her. He struggled to draw another one as I raised my sickle up in the air. I focused on his throat, on slashing down and cutting it open. Of seeing his bright-red life gushing out of him. A tremble raced through my limbs.Hithina yowled in pain.My gaze snapped to my right. The feyhound had... Had animated again. It had its jaws wrapped about my lamia's throat, biting deep. Her blood spilled around its muzzle as it carried her to the ground. Her body spasmed, her claws raking ineffectually across it's.