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Chapter 8 by DaBook DaBook

What does she decide to do?

Run for the hills!

Her husband is frozen in shock, this is the perfect chance for her to escape. She’s not going to wait for her husband to realize what she did. She dashed past her husband, rushing for the door. He stood there like a dope, only realizing what she was doing when she was already at the door. He reached out to try and stop her, but Helena dodged his outstretched arm. Her breasts hit the door frame as she left, leaving a red mark on breasts. Still, she ran naked through the muddy fields, getting mud all over her body. She took a quick look back and saw her husband chasing her, shouting something she couldn't hear. All she thought about was losing him before he caught up to her.

She ran to a nearby forest, doing her best to dodge the twisting trees and the hanging branches. Still, she couldn't dodge them all. She got many little cuts and bruises from hitting tree trunks, and nearly tripping over rocks and overgrown roots. Her husband still followed her, barreling through the forest as he tried to catch up to his wife. The same obstacles flew towards him, but he didn't care; he needed to reach his wife, why was she running? What happened to her house, why did her bosom grow so fast? What is going on?!

A massive storm soon blew in as the two ran through the forest, making it even more difficult for them to navigate the forest. Despite everything that was happening, or maybe because of all the shit flying to her face, her husband was gaining on her. She's slowing down now as the storm picked up, but her husband kept up his pace. His outstretched hands are nearing her, he's so close, he can almost touch her! But then, he trips, hitting the ground hard. Helena doesn't see this, nor does she hear his pleas to come back. She runs as fast as she can, ignoring everything in her way.

The forest seemed to go on with no end, the worsening storm only made it harder for her to escape the trees. The wild winds picked up and threw branches, dirt and mud into her eyes. She can barely see where she's going, but she refuses to stop. She can't go back to that miserable hovel, to her pathetic husband who would definitely blame her for his destroyed home. She needs to leave that horrible life behind, that is her only chance for a better fate. A grander fate! One she knew she deserved!

Eventually, she's rewarded for her perseverance, finding a clearing that leads down to a beach. But the storms only worsened when she reached the shore. Now, the rains alone were enough to cloud her vision. She could see a cave at the end of the beach, she could hide there and wait out the storm. She tried to run, but the winds nearly swept her off her feet. She had to plant her feet and slowly walk to the cave. Step by step, the storm worsened, making it harder and harder for her to see where she was going. Soon, she found herself too close to the turbulent sea, and the winds finally managed to sweep her off her feet. Now fighting for her life in the water, she desperately tried to swim back to shore, but the sea was too wild for her. She slowly lost the fight, her limbs numbing as she ran out of air. She got one last look at the land before falling beneath the waves, fading into unconsciousness.

What happens to her?

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