Chapter 115 Slow And Painful

• Everything was empty. My heart is filled with void, choler, frustration, and every negative emotion that can be mixed. I couldn't even think of what was going to happen to me. Every object around me faded, and all I could think of was Ethan, my home, my family, my everything.
• I left him alone there. I am in trouble. His life is in danger. We have separated, and I think there's nothing I can do anymore to save this family we are building since everything has been taken from us. Our freedom and our choices. My lips were parted, and I could feel that I was breathing, but the question was, am I alive? Or am I dead, and my body has been functioning on its own? I don't know. I don't want to know. I don't even know where I am. I don't know what are they going to do with me. All I could remember was I was begging Harry to help me, reaching for his shoes. Still, instead, he turned his back on me and walked towards his house, leaving me alone with the authorities that have been haunting us for months now.
• My heart shattered, and everything had fallen apart. It's been hours since that incident, and I don't know where they are taking me. All I know is that I am inside a vehicle that's siren has been buzzing in my ears. My hands were cuffed while I was placed in the back seat. I could sense Allen was looking at me from time to time through the rear view mirror. His piercing eye was threatening me. One wrong move and I'll be a goner.