Chapter Ninety Nine: Fire Pit

Sara left the room with steady steps, her shoulders pulled back and her head held high, her eyes dry from tears and emotions, even though she was everything but steady inside, her feelings were all over the place, her heart was going wild with all the mixed up emotions, and her head summoned all of the fucked up thoughts and memories, all at once, all mixed up and unorganized, the dance at the ball, the last meeting on the edge of the dark forest, the cell she was kept on, the demoness who tortured her, the things that demoness said, the first time he kissed her, and the last time too, the time in his room, the time in his villa, the times by the river, the first time she met him, the things he said to her, for a moment she lost all differentiation between what was real and what was not, for a moment everything looked like a cruel joke, and she didn’t know what to believe and what to not, raising her hand to her face, she touched her scars, the four long groo