I could not move my limbs, and I felt drained...
“She is so weak, just take her back,” Madam Istrell said in disgust, turned around, and left me with a guard.
The guard carried me on his shoulder like a bag, lifting me effortlessly out of the room. I noticed Lila stayed behind. Probably to clean up evidence of the crime, but I cannot think too much because my brain feels like mush, and my body seems to be misaligning.
A bone-wearing feeling washed all over. Before I knew it, they had found my room and dumped me on the bed like discarding a cargo.
The guard turned and left, slamming the door shut. He offered no care, a medical check or apology. Absolute nothing, these wolves are ruthless.
I lie there for a long time, staring at the cracked ceiling, chest rising and falling too fast. My
