TORN BETWEEN THE THREE
There was a mix of emotions on her face, I could not interpret most of them but the sadness and mild embarrassment was almost palpable.
“I have to leave, it's the only chance I have of starting over and leaving all this behind,” her lips quivered, the tears fell, my heart twisted as I was attacked by a pang of guilt.
Anora said nothing about the marks, about who had done it and I was also too embarrassed to ask. I was embarrassed to confirm what I already knew, embarrassed that I know this person, this beast.
I felt guilty that the beast who had caused that amount of pain, the inhumane creature who had caused those scared is related to me.