Chapter 96 - May The Guilt Kill You (2)

Strelitzia eased onto the plush couch finally allowing herself to relax in the cottage they were led to in hopes of waiting out the storm. Outside the windows rain pelted against the glass while the wind howled angrily, flashes of lightning streaked across the dark skies. There was once a time where she enjoyed storms. When she lived in Mallowmoor things had been simpler. Happier. Now every decision seemed to weigh a balance caught between morality and complacency disregarding every sacrifice she'd made just to get to this point.