She was tired, her bones ached and her legs barely were able to band. She was half asleep as her hands reached to touch her souring neck. She winced, shuddering under the excruciating discomfort. Her tears run endlessly covering her previous trail with a new one. Clutching the sheets beside her in hatred.
“You hungry?” a voice came from behind her, leading her to open her eyes in a hurry looking for that damn voice she hated from the deepest parts of her heart.
