His Hands Around My Throat

It's been two years since I left Garret, 2 years since I left the abuse and two years since I left San Francisco. I'm living in the busy city of Seattle Washington. I'm a nurse at a Level one trauma center, I also work at the walk in clinic on the weekends. I live a quiet life now with my daughter Lillie. Just a single mom working her ass off for her daughter. I don't give anyone the time of day. I prefer to be alone it's what I think I deserve until one day my world is turned upside down. During one fateful hockey game and I see him again. Can I let myself fall again or will my past catch up to me and get in my way?

TW: Alcoholism, Strong Language, Self Harm, Death, sexual content, Domestic Violence