VALERIE
With my face wrinkling in pain, I winced loudly as he dragged me out of the field.
I craned my neck backward, and guilt enveloped me as I stared pitifully at Omar, who was still wiping the blood that dripped from his cracked nose.
I felt sorry for him and regretted coming out in the first place. Because of me, he was hit and humiliated; I hated myself for being the reason for people's pain. First was Bianca and Damion, now it was Omar.
“Walk faster!" He growled, snapping me back to reality.
I quickened my steps, avoiding his anger as much as I could.
He didn't say a word to me as he pulled me into the manor and began to ascend the long tiring stairs that led to the royal floor.
“Where… where are you taking me to?" I couldn't help but ask as tiredness began to drift into my body.
He snapped a glare at me, and I kept shut throughout the rest of the walk to wherever he was taking me.
My heart began to tighten in fear when we ascended into the large passageway that led t
