Khalilah felt herself go limp, life suck out of her, she tried desperately to push Olive away but he didn't stop, she felt her consciousness fades away and she just decided to give in to the darkness, maybe it wouldn't hurt as much anymore.
Tears streamed out of her eyes, and she felt being thrown over a hard shoulder, it was probably Olive's shoulder, even though she was unconscious, she was aware of her surroundings, she embraced the darkness and fell asleep.
Khalilah opened her eyes softly and stared at the ceiling, this wasn't the ceiling of her room, she was probably in Olive's room, she sat upright immediately, and stared down at her body, she was now wearing a different dress from the ceremony.
Surprisingly, she didn't feel any pain in her wrist anymore, she lifted her hands and bent it slightly, and a small gasp escaped her lips when she didn't feel any painful sensation. What was going on?
It was broken…
