____________________ Three days later “What’s with the wolf?” Micah asks as he looks at the huge painting hanging in my living room. He is only wearing his trousers and I try to distract myself from looking at his sculpted bare chest. He holds a coffee in his hand and is admiring the wolf portrait
Third POV In the depths of the foreboding dungeon, the air hangs heavy with the stench of dampness and despair. The prisoner, huddled in a corner of his dimly lit cell, can barely make out the cold, rough stone walls that confine him. Flickering torches cast eerie shadows that dance along the uneve
Fiona’s POV I hug Amelia tightly to my chest. “Oh God, thank God, you’re okay.” She looks at me with big confused eyes as I pick her up and buckle her inside my car. I have already talked to her teacher and told her that we have an emergency and I need to take my child away. I know this is not a
I put on a brave smile for her and gently caress her hair. “Of course darling. Just stay inside okay? The fire won’t reach you here.” I kiss her cheek once and then slightly shut the closet door, making sure she is getting enough air. After that, I am all action. Desperately, I run towards her b
Fiona’s POV Amelia has fainted in my arms. The shock of everything has proven too much for her. I gently caress her hair as my eyes lock on the door of the room. I can see its wood blackening and I know any second now the fire will take us in its grasp. Pressure builds behind my eyes but I don't l
I look at him in disbelief. I know it is taking everything from him to say those words to me knowing they will condemn his own sister to death. I know the meaning behind his words as he holds Amelia. I know he means well. Still, I shove his hand away and turn back around. “Amelia needs at least on
Fiona’s POV “I don’t think he is going to make it.” I hear someone say sadly. Micah! The sterile scent of antiseptic hangs in the air as my eyes burst open. The room is vast, a panorama of white walls and pristine equipment, and I'm cocooned in crisp, clean sheets. My body aches, each movement se
I give him a light swat on the arm, and he winces exaggeratedly. Panic courses through me, and I immediately fuss over him. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry!" He breaks into a beautiful laugh, a sound that fills the room with warmth. "You didn't hurt me, Fiona. I was just playing. Actually, these ba