The cold air was affecting my lungs which kind of slowed my breathing. I couldn't see clearly because the forest was very dark which made branches and thorns scratch my skin .
A sharp pain pierced my arm. "Ouch!" I cried, quickly pulling out the thorn that found its way in my skin.
I did not stop . Behind me I could still hear howls from afar . “ What if"? " Imagine Aaron getting his hand on me, my baby “ I thought to myself.
I still remember that look he gave me when he met me in the hallway. His expression was dark and cold like always.
Each step I took felt very heavy and shaky . It was as if my body was ready to give up before I did .
My cloak was already torn near my shoulder. I was bleeding profusely from my arm and I had mud cover the bottom of my clothes as if it were a des
