Chapter Thirty Seven — Not Broken Yet
Dual POV: Serena and Jeremy
Serena
The wagon stopped. The wheels creaked as they came to a halt, grinding against the dry earth. Dust floated into the air, dancing in the sunlight that filtered through the tiny holes in the wooden walls of the wagon. The sudden silence was worse than the rattling noise we had heard all morning.
I held Liam’s hand tighter, even though my wrists were tied. The rope had rubbed the skin raw. My arms ached from holding onto him, but I refused to let go. I couldn’t.
The door opened with a loud metal clang. A guard climbed up and yanked me by the arm. I stumbled, my feet barely catching the step before I hit the ground. Liam jumped down right behind me. He didn’t cry, but his little face was pale, his lips pressed into a
