Chapter 42 Shattered Beasts Two
- I flinched with a gasp, raising my hand to my chest at the show of hate written on her face. Her usually lovely countenance was twisted into something cynical and angry.
- “After years of being suffocated!“ She screeched, her hair straightening sharply, shooting into the trees. “You still haven't called for me!“
- “Wh-what do you mean?“ I stammered, holding my chest as it slowly began to hurt.