It snapped right in the middle of her chest. She had felt it, like a pop, and then a deflation. All of a sudden, she could feel nothing, and nothing mattered. She did not even have a desire to scream at the pain any longer.
While the numbness came and went in waves, a raging hatred that turned her vision red as blood surged at times too, causing her to laugh and scream in fury whenever she saw Magnus's prick face. but right now, Abrial felt as numb as a rock. So, when she saw Finley in that dream, she simply stared emptily in return with no words to say.
What should she say?
Just let me die here. Just give it up. I don't want you to come anymore. Let me at least pretend to have a plan, so that you don't end up here, too. Then I can die at least knowing you won't end up the same way.
She didn't even have the energy to say that.
A rough hand reached out to grab her chin, and the sensation brought Abrial forcefully back to the prison chamber.
