Zane
I fell asleep finally about an hour before dawn. After tossing and turning for a few hours. I couldn’t shake Amaras words from my head, the almost violent way she had told me that Ffion was gone and that I should drop it.
How was I meant to drop it. Ffion Llewelyn was a weapon the resistance couldn’t afford to lose. If somehow the council had taken her out, or worse captured her then it was a bad day for those of us left fighting. But it made me wonder why I haven’t heard of it sooner. News like that would travel fast... it would...
Even before I was truly awake I was thinking about it. it and Amara and I was disgusted at myself for that. Because I had no right thinking about how beautiful her naked body had been dipping sea water when our whole world was literally falling apart
