LAYLA ERLOD
For the past few weeks I felt that my body had been hollowed out by this devil training. The person standing here and holding this arrow is not me, it is just the remaining will power that I have.
Why do I have to be strong? I just want to live a life of a salted fish. Eat, Sleep, Wake up and repeat the circle again.
"Hold the arrow tight!" I felt his hot breath behind my neck but I'm really not in the mood to appreciate beauty.
"I'm holding it as tight as I can" I replied with a yawn when I felt a grip on my waist.
"Don't rest your body on mine!" He said coldly to my ear.
"Gosh!" I rolled my eyes. Do you think I want to rest my body on yours, I'm just tired but you don't want me to go. What else do you expect me to do?
"Have you ever thought of finding your parents?" He suddenly asked me. I could feel the laziness in my body leaving rapidly.
"Why did you ask?" I turned my head to look but he pushed it back,
"Don't get distracted and look ahead" He ordered while I kept m
