I took one last look around me before Robert pounced on me again. I closed my eyes in resignation.
The rumble of thunder and the sound of heavy rain blocked everything out. It was pitch black. No one would come to save me.
Even if Michael had come after me, it would have been over by then. Robert would have taken me to a place I didn't even know existed.
Michael would have had a difficult time finding me. I would be marked and locked up in an unknown corner by Robert, and, as he said, I would live a life worse than death.
Who was to blame for all this?
It was all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on going away, Robert would never have had the chance to hurt me or try to mark me. Michael would have protected me, and Mia would have been happier instead of being dragged down by me like this.
Wise men say people don't walk down the same river.
But why was I so stupid? Always falling for the same person, always getting hurt by the same person.
