She looked more than petrified with the way the glass shattered in her hands, its pieces that fell on the floor along with the liquid that had turned from the color of being transparent to a forest-like deep green after the rain. But that wasn't what got her heart drumming loudly in her chest which she could hear in both her ears right now. It was one of the many stories she had heard from the village that she came, the drums being hit when a person was going to be sacrificed to the mountain God.
Only right now here she was sure that she was going to be thrown as a sacrifice into the sea by Damien for breaking something she didn't mean to. And though she didn't mean to break anything as it broke shattered by itself, it didn't lessen the fact that she had gone snooping around the room to open a box that was locked securely.
