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Title: FINDING MY FIGHT
Author: R.G. Corr
Genre: Romantic Suspense
About FINDING MY FIGHT:
A perfect marriage? A beautiful home? Things are not always as they seem.
To everyone they knew, Ginny’s life with Blake Daniels was perfect. When Blake’s job takes them away from home and the friends Ginny has known since childhood, things start to change. On their own, in an isolated house, the man who held Ginny up through her mother’s passing is no longer the kind, supportive man she thought she’d married. In his place now resides a cruel beast whose only desire is to control her. Ginny’s life as she knows it, becomes indelibly marked with every bruise he leaves on her, and every callous word he sends her way.
When the unthinkable happens, Ginny is forced to find the strength she needs to leave and rebuild her life without Blake. Yet nothing could have prepared her for what was still to come. Ginny believed the nightmare was over, but it was only just beginning. Her husband is back, and there’s only one reason he’s here.
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I raise my focus to the alleyway. If I don’t do it now, will I ever do it? Will I ever work up the courage to speak to somebody?
My mind swings to last night, to how the new bruises got there in the first place. Bruises that are conveniently, or purposefully, out of plain sight. I close my eyes at the thought of reliving it. The familiar taste of blood tinges my taste buds. The image of my cowering pathetic body appears in my mind, sickening me.
Steadily, I force myself to stand. Reaching for support from the bench, I wince in a breath at the tenderness in my side. Then straighten myself up and make my way closer to the edge of the path. It’s twenty yards, Ginny. That’s all.
In an attempt at shielding myself from the cold that stems from my bones, I pull my coat tighter around me before compressing my hold further in a bid to push away some of the pain. Checking for oncoming traffic, I cross the road. Urging my feet forward, I walk by a few pedestrians but am unable to look up, until finally, I’m standing, facing the blue door.
I focus on the tiny flaws embedded in the wood, hoping it’s a sign that they welcome the blemished person I’ve become.
My shaking hand rests on the handle, and I pause. How did this get to be me? This happens to other women, weak women, not to me. Yet here I am, standing rigid as stone and more petrified than I’ve felt in my life.
Mist surrounds me as my breaths leave my mouth quicker. I look back, take in the people passing by. I don’t see him. I don’t see anyone I recognise, but a shudder runs through my body all the same at what I’m finally daring to do.
As I push down on the handle, I hope more than anything I’ve ever hoped for, that someone behind that door is going to help me. That someone is going to help me believe that I’m worth saving.
About the Author:
R.G. Corr is a mum of three who has had an overactive imagination for many years. A discussion with a friend at a soft play area, amidst the noise and mayhem of toddlers, finally convinced her to put pen to paper and create her first novel.
R.G. lives in Nottinghamshire, England and although Sherwood Forest is just down the road, she prefers the sight and sounds of Holywell Bay in Cornwall to provide the inspiration she desires. It has become one of her most loved places.
When R.G. is not working or writing, you’ll find her nose deep in her kindle swooning over her latest book boyfriend.