Chapter 50
Salvatore
I practically dragged Ziyana with me to the room. She didn't say or do anything. She just let me hold her like some sort of lifeline. I dropped her hand and walked to the mirror in the wall of the room. What I saw was the reflection of myself staring back at me, tired and angry at everyone at myself. Of a young man who was tired of enduring everything and everyone.My chest rose up and down with anger within
I clenched my teeth as several memories of family gatherings that ended in insults flooded my memories. Of being looked on like a peasant. All my efforts to restrain myself let loose. At that moment , everything snapped. I swung my hand and hit the mirror, shattering it into pieces.
I looked at my reflection in the multiple pieces of glasses. I didn't feel any
