What did he think of himself? Making me feel grateful just because he saved me? Well, he was the reason I was in this mess. So, he should be the one to apologise and act human. But that was impossible. He was just a monster. Right. He was a monster.
I huffed as I dragged my feet through the snow and took heavy breaths.
The clouds were rumbling but I couldn’t stay inside any longer. I didn’t trust myself. He always scared me. Dominated me into agreeing to whatever was going on in his head. And looking at me with those stupid pale eyes. It was no better that I was a slave to his eyes. They had a way of making someone feel trapped.
The wind howled and bit against my skin. I tightened the scarf around my neck. The fabric was damp from my breath. The snow crunched beneath my boots and I didn
