- Amara's pov
- What would it feel like if I was to fall? I questioned myself as I tried getting out with my tongue, the piece of meat which was stuck between my teeth, It is a tough fight.
- I was seated on the balcony railing. My stocking-clad aching legs dangling in mid-air with just my rump on the banister acting as my only support and yet again the thought of what would happen if I was to fall crossed my mind.