Sierra pov.I know that leaving my mom wasn't the best option, but what choice do I have? I can't just bear to see her in pain.As I walked, I felt my heart beating, as if I was about to be swallowed by the ground. I closed my eyes, and the more I walked, the more I felt as if everything was coming to an end.I felt lost, feeling lonely and lost, and I felt as if I should just run over to the road so a car can run me over.I placed my hands over my chest, and the more I thought about what was going to happen to me when I reached the castle, the faster my heart beat.Will I be put back in the basement, or will my life become a living hell, part 2?I breathed out as I walked slowly, so slow that even a snail could walk faster than me. I looked at the ground, and I could not even see the stones on it because it was now dark.As I was walking, thinking about my life, I felt as if someone was walking behind me. I stopped, and as I did so, the footsteps stopped as well.My heart beat even m
Sierra pov.After we arrived at the castle, he gently lowered me to the ground, and my gaze immediately fell to the floor."Thank you," I murmured to him, my voice barely audible. Just as I was about to venture inside, he halted my progress, his firm grip enclosing my hands, drawing me closer."I don't want you in the basement anymore. I have prepared a room for you. I would like you to stay," he said with a determined tone, his eyes locked on mine.As he uttered those words, I raised my eyes to meet his gaze, silently acknowledging his offer. With a nod, I turned and proceeded towards the entrance, his presence trailing behind me. My mind was filled with curiosity about the room he had prepared for me.While we strolled through the corridors, we stumbled upon another door. He graciously swung it open, revealing a room of remarkable size. I was taken aback by its grandeur, and I couldn't help but direct my gaze towards him."Is this... my room?" I managed to utter, astonishment evident
Sierra pov.The next day, as I slowly open my eyes, I watch the room gradually fill with radiant light as the sun's warm embrace spills through the curtains. I rise from the bed and take a moment to absorb the transformed beauty of my surroundings.A sense of melancholy weighs upon me, and I instinctively raise my hands to cradle my aching head, feeling the heaviness of sorrow within me. My body trembles, and I struggle to regain my focus, my mind clouded and scattered. Though the desire to stand surges within me, the weight of despair keeps me anchored to the bed, compelling me to remain seated, my gaze wandering once more.With my hands shielding my face, I can almost sense the fragility of my emotions, as if my very eyes might spill forth tears of their own accord. The reasons behind my despondency elude me, but I understand that if this feeling persists, there will be no one to offer solace.Summoning all my strength, I compel my weary limbs to rise, guiding myself towards the doo
Sierra pov.As I gazed upwards, my eyes caught sight of Williams, and a fleeting moment of joy surged within me.He let the cutlass fall to the grass, turning his gaze towards everyone, and an air of fear caused them to retreat, trembling."What is the matter with you all?" he bellowed, his eyes scanning each face, including the one who dared to wield the blade against me.With simmering anger in his voice, he approached the man, lifting him forcefully."Who granted you the authority to act as you please?" His words rang out, causing the man to cower, eyes cast downwards in fear."Apologies, sir. She has committed countless sins, and I believed it best to bring an end to her here."A chill ran down my spine upon hearing those words, unable to fathom the sinister plan that lay in store for my demise."What did she do to deserve such punishment, to warrant the severing of her hands?" William's voice boomed once more, tightening his grip around the man's neck. The man's finger quivered a
Sierra pov.My hands were trembling in fear as I stared at Alex, who lay helpless on the ground. I glanced up at Williams as he approached me, his eyes filled with anger."What have you done?" he yelled, causing a wave of terror to course through my body. Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.Without wasting a moment, he picked up Alex, and blood dripped from her head as he swiftly carried her out of the room. Just as I was about to follow, he stopped and turned to look at me."It's best if you stay here. Don't come out."My heart raced, and I dreaded the thought of the villagers or anyone else discovering what I had done.I sat on the bed, my eyes fixated on the spilled food on the floor. Fear consumed me, and I hugged my legs tightly, uncertain of what to do next."What have I done?" I whispered to myself, struggling to comprehend the events unfolding before me.I stood up, my heart pounding in my chest, and began pacing around the room. The weight of the world pressed upon me, and I
Sierra pov.My hands were tied tightly with a coarse rope, cutting into my skin, and a similar restraint encircled my neck, making it difficult to breathe. I was bound to a towering tree, my body exhausted and trembling.I endured relentless stoning, assaulted by a barrage of rocks and debris from every direction. My clothing was tattered and soiled, a testament to the hatred the villagers harbored towards me. Ashamed, I lowered my gaze, avoiding the piercing stares of the crowd.The physical pain inflicted upon me paled in comparison to the heart-wrenching ache of being rejected by my own kind. The torment of knowing my loved ones now regarded me with regret sliced through me like a thousand blades.Examining my hands, battered and caked in dirt and wounds, I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to escape the reality that haunted me since the day I was born.Outside, the clamor of people's angry shouts echoed, but gradually, a hushed presence enveloped the surroundings. Opening my eyes, I c
Sierra pov.It had been an excruciating ordeal, a relentless torment that I endured, yet I persevered. I acknowledge that I deserve the consequences that have befallen me today. I made a solemn vow to myself never to succumb to the illusion that love would liberate me.Now, I have become an outcast in the village, relegated to the role of a lowly maid. Every villager treats me as though I am a space, an insignificant void in their lives.As I toiled, I observed my mother's tear-filled eyes, unable to bear witnessing her daughter in such a wretched state. Anguish engulfed her, shattering her spirit at the sight of me.A desperate urge surged within me to run into her arms, seeking solace. However, I suppressed it, realizing that it would only amplify my suffering.While washing the dishes of the villagers who had just feasted in celebration of the clan's bountiful harvest, I was handed their leftovers as my meager sustenance. The tears welled in my eyes as hunger gnawed at my insides.
Sierra pov.I just stood there, transfixed, unable to tear my gaze away from Henry. It was him, unmistakably him. I wanted to approach, to make a move, but a surge of emotions overwhelmed me, leaving me frozen in indecision."Henry," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Tears welled up in my eyes as I locked eyes with him, the realization sinking in.I reached out tentatively, my hands trembling, and brushed my fingers against his cheek. Joy washed over me, mingling with the tears that streamed down my face. I had believed I would never see him again after he mentioned his newfound partner, and in his absence, I had felt adrift. But here he was, in the flesh. As he pulled away slightly, I stared into his eyes one more time, my heart swelling with affection. He smiled, a balm to my soul.He turned his attention to Nora, who had been fixated on Alex, seemingly preparing to take action. Henry approached her, gently pulling her away from Alex. Yet, there lingered a hint of fear in Alex's