Chapter 32

• ***Tamara***
• Seething, I simmered with fury as it ran red through by brain.  My face felt sticky with dried tears that had long ceased from coursing. My face remained neutral, only the twitching of my eyebrows and the corners of my mouth portrayed the anger that kept on swirling inside.
• His hand felt cold against my elbow, gripping it tightly with his filthy nails sinking into my skin. I could feel warm trails of my blood as it dripped and made small streams on my arm. As he dragged us through the forest, something kept on pushing and gnawing my mind. Pin pointing it in the midst of fury and pain however proved quite to be a  strenuous task.