Chapter Thirty-Six.

Jaselle's P O V

With conflicted emotions in my already pounding chest, I ran down deeper into the dark, with my pace increasing anytime I thought I heard a gunshot or an animal Howl at me which I hope are just a sick part of my imagination, because imagine escaping Adriano's clutch to get eaten by a wild animal.

The Horrific Tragedy!

My legs were starting to grow weary of running but I was too scared to stop. I also felt a sting of regret about not being able to snatch something out of the fridge while I had the chance. My stomach growled in response while my memory flashed back to the fat Sausage roll I nearly grabbed out of the fridge before I realized my golden opportunity.

My itchy outfit choice I found tolerable a while back wasn't as tolerable anymore and since my top was so short that it couldn't meet the band of my pants, I had to hold my hand over my exposed belly to block the harsh breeze from making any further impact.

I swear I could hear voices all around me and In my