<span style="color: #a64dff">"Prove that I'm strong! I'm not smart, I can't give him healthy grandchildren, I can't... I can't do anything." </span>She slowly sat back down in the water and went back to tugging at the collar until her neck bled.<span style="color: #a64dff">"He'd probably be happier if I was dead, he wouldn't have to worry about me then."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"I doubt your Rayne was ever a mother then! Or has that demonic whore of yours made you forget that pregnancy is hard, and childbirth is harder!" </span>She let out a strangled gasp as she was force fed and hatred of the purest form filled her eyes.<span style="color: #8000ff">"You better pray to whatever dark god gave you those powers... I will find my owner and her wrath and will be ugly."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>