Chapter 84 Her Brutal Nature

Vahn POV

Layla's blood splattered across my face. I tried to wipe it away but only succeeded in smearing it all over. Cecilia stood frozen in place, her body trembling as if she were about to collapse. Before I could reach out to steady her, Julian caught her in his arms.

"Back to camp," Julian commanded, and we began our march back.

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Freeda and I shared the same vehicle on the return trip. Neither of us spoke along the way. She held my hand tightly. Although I didn't push her away, my palm was devoid of any warmth.

My wife, the woman who had stood beside me in countless battles, who had been so fearless, a warrior whose honor I never once doubted, had done something so cruel!

I couldn't decide whether it was the horrors of war that had changed her or if this had been her true nature all along.

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When we arrived at camp, I took Freeda to the field hospital. Even the doctor seemed taken aback by her condition.

"This is the result of the examination," the doctor told me outsid