Chapter 102 The Eternal Cage
- The next morning when sunlight penetrated through the curtains and fell on my face, nothing but a cold, harsh clarity struck me.
- Here I laid, staring at the ceiling with a clenched heart, cursing him constantly in my mind, hating myself for desiring and screaming for those tainted hands.
- My jaw clenched, not moving an inch, my blood boiling in rage. Clenching and unclenching in wrath.