"I'm sorry my girls but I have no choice left." She cried and picked up one of them running out of the palace. She threw her bag of things she layed her hands on and strapped the child in the baby seat.
Tears rolled down her cheeks, just like the dark night poured down, but she knew it was the right thing to do. All that was filming in front of her eyes was the fight they had, the last fight. The last time she was gonna see him, the last time she was gonna see her.
The slippery roads know nothing better than to slip the objects running over them because that's they're job. And job is something that needs to be done, no matter what the situation is. The steep turn on the highway made the car spin 360 degrees at least 3 times before it hit the Sycamore Tree, ironically, her favorite one.
All that was heard now was the rain and a crying baby, until a few guards approached the scene.
"Oh my god, it's her!"