Shock filled me.
He was here… but he was at the mercy of that cold-hearted bitch!
No one ever tells you what it feels like to watch the person you love to be tormented. To be held captive and forced into the will of another. No one tells you how much your heart can shatter from just one look.
He was out there… at their mercy, and here I was behind cold walls.
It wasn’t fair to think he was going through this alone out there, and I was stuck here. For weeks I had been worried about it. Wondering where he was and if he was okay.
Shit, if he was even alive.
He even was forced to miss the birth of his children because of them.
As if a damn broke, I lost all clarity for a moment. Priscilla’s mumbled words went unheard as I slowly turned to them and held out a sleeping Castor, who was still in my arms. “Take her.”
