I ran, with all the strength that I could find in my body. Without a thought, without a doubt, without a single hesitation, I ran as fast as I could, struggling to as much as keep up with Fay's mom.
"They must've noticed my transformation!"
The woman's face was struck by grief and self-loathing that mixed with worry and anger.
"Shit!"
It felt weird to see a curse come out of the mouth of such an elegant, dignified person. But, in all honesty, right now, I couldn't care less. And I had my own set of thoughts about this entire situation.
'WHAT ARE THE FUCKING CHANCES?!'
While my body continued to run ahead, my blood boiled in my veins when this realization struck me.
It struck me and found an ample amount of fury to feed on filling every nook and cranny of my soul.
