Utter chaos.
Somebody pulling and tugging. Heave ho!
Like I was a potato sack.
Then dump.
That b*tch was not joking when she said she was going to bury me alive.
I needed to move. I needed to get out of that tomb that they were building. But I couldn't move. She was top class in combat. Knew every nerve, every strike that would render the deadliest wound.
My brain was still working a little but limbs and organs did not move.
It was like one of those experiences one has once in a while, when sleeping. You shout and scream your voice out because somebody is suffocating you but in reality there is not a single sound that you are making.
It was exactly the same for me.
I would be honest.
I did like Hazal from the start. When they decided to get us married, I was hoping on
