"I don't know who they are. Every time it was someone different. Someone insignificant; just the messenger. I wanted to meet the leader, I tried, but they were persistent in keeping me out.
It doesn't matter. Most of their demands, I ignored. I paid the price, but it was always small."
"The other day, when you were in my room?"
"I was hysterical. I honestly can't remember much of that day," When Greg noticed the discomfort on my face, he asks, "I didn't hurt you, right?"
Subconsciously, Greg's hand lightly held my hand. I looked down at it, then back to his face. When he realized, he just held tighter.
Even his hands were bruised.
"Rose?" My thoughts were consuming my mind, I couldn't even think straight.
"No, you didn't hurt me. But you acted really strange. You- you had a kn
