Jerome backed away as his heart beat increased frantically. He leaned against a tree and ran his fingers through his hair, while his eyes gazed at the night sky. He shut his eyes and flashes of the sadness in Ciara's eyes came to his head. The raw hatred, the disgust and anger all in one body. He stood straight and staggered back to the camp.
Just before he entered his tent, he saw Nora sitting on a wooden table with her head on her joined knees. He furrowed his brows and approached her. As he got close, he heard soft whimpering from the red haired woman. He looked around him and stood in front of her then cleared his throat.
Nora sniffed and raised her head up to stare angrily at Jerome. She looked away when she was on the verge of crying again. Everything hurt so much.
Jerome pulled o
