October writing challenge

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Brina studied the calendar on her wall thoughtfully.   Was it really only fifteen months since she'd learned the truth about what she really was?   Fifteen months of freedom.  

Damn

It was just as well that their last conversation had been over the phone.  It might have been a little difficult to hide what she really was had he been home when she Changed.   Not that she would have minded ripping him to bits if she had been in Garou form.  

Brina looked down at her hands, flexing them carefully.    Would she rather have remained in ignorance, and in the grip of her abusive ex?

No.

She considered what her life would have been like had she broken free of him earlier, had she seen the manipulation and the abuse for what it had been.

'But then,' she thought, 'I might not have changed under the Half-Moon.   Would I really rather have been something other than Elodoth?'

No.

If she had changed sooner, she would not be the Uratha that she now was.  

Smiling to herself, Brina went to put the kettle on.   There was no point in dwelling morbidly on the past.   She had far too much work to do to indulge herself in mawkish behaviour.

Her first-year tutorial group would be at her door in fifteen minutes.  She had enough time for a coffee before then.