Queenie's POV
My body immediately froze when I saw her back facing me, I can still remember her figure well.
Because of the shock, the air was stuck in my lungs the moment she touched me.
Her expression changed from lust to something else I can't describe, it seems like her eyes are looking at me with pity and I hate it.
I knew that I shouldn't have rebelled, I wouldn't be in this situation with her, of all people, it got to be her.
I pull away from her grasp, hating that my body feels at peace with her touch.
''Where were you?'' -She asks again, slowly caressing my skin igniting the fire inside of me with every touch. I grab her wrist and throw it aside.
I don't have to tell her my business, I don't even care why she's here, in this forsaken place that I'm trying to survive in.
