OPHELIA'S POV
The day hadn't gotten worse until I saw my parents walk into the courtyard, their hands cuffed, their faces filled with fear. I felt the sweat on my jaw trickle down to my collarbone.
Everyone sitting comfortably wore expressions of mockery and satisfaction, none more than Gianna. Her laughter reignited the hatred I held for her, and I clenched my fists tightly.
My eyes shifted to Ryker and my heart ached. His face and body were battered, sores and whip marks covered his arms. I sniffled, trying to hold back my tears.
The last time he underwent such suffering, he was lucky to be healed by the moon goddess during the Luna moon celebration. But now, there was no celebration.
I bit my lips bitterly until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth, making me shiver sligh
