Diana’s POV
I was yanked by my arm and was forcefully taken towards some shabby place. I tried to free my hand but his grip on my wrist was so strong that his pull was making my whole arm ache.
After I saw Sam at the station, I was shaken and my morale stooped so low that I just couldn’t help but blame myself for whatever was going on. Sam’s eyes held the reflection of pain and regret in them and I was the culprit of killing the glint of joy in them and replacing it with sorrow. Maybe, if I had made an escape, No! Don’t think about it! Stay strong Diana, there’s a reason you chose this. Don’t fall weak! you’ve got to protect those important to you.
I was done being dragged around and so, I decided to kick his knee and free my arm but, when I flung my leg, he flew his arm and stopped i
