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89. Escape

For the next few days ( I think. I have completely lost track of time) a maid brings me my food. Demetria doesn't show his face again and I feel completely abandoned. Food doesn't appeal. Nothing appeals. I miss the sun. I miss natural light. I miss my home... I miss my mate. I miss Killian and all his stupid shenanigans. I have grown to miss him so much that everything feela dull and dead.

The picture of him falling to his knees, of his strong sturdy body giving in under it's own weight replays so many times in my head that I can't draw the line between the nightmares and the mere memory of it.

Screaming and crying and threatening to take my own life have been ignored completely. My throat has been sore for days now and my eyes have dried out from endless tears. I'm not even sure how I feel anymore. I'm almost numb. If the pain stops I'm afraid I'll die too... Maybe numb is not the right word.

"Killian-" the name leaves my lips in a low breath as I curl tighter around myself, under t
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