Redna's POV
I had been staring at the blank screen for almost 1 minute now, hardly recovering from what had just happened.
Was he dead? Did they spare him? Certainly not, the gunshot was loud and clear. But I didn't see him fall and I didn't hear a scream or struggle of death. How could I really tell? I was caged like I had been my whole life.
First by mom, horny enough to take my own husband and now by a dangerous father.
I looked around me, the room was impeccably clean, but not in comfort, a clean that had a lot of gore behind it.
I had never felt anything more than watched since I stepped in here. Even the silence felt monitored. I sat on my bed, feeling my lower spine ache terribly enough, my shoulders twitched instinctively as I did so and my face forced a wince.
I looked at
