"Sarah"
Chapter Fifty-Two
Breya
"s**t, Breya? What did he do to you?"
Jackson’s voice brought me solace in this moment, his arms catching my body as the man threw me into the cell. As soon as I felt his warmth tears fell as I allowed myself this moment of release.
Jackson’s arms held me securely against him, no words uttered as I allowed my sadness and worry out. Sarah's eyes haunted my mind as I thought of what they were doing to her.
I couldn't figure out why I felt this impending guilt, naturally I never wanted harm to come to anyone, but this was something more I could feel it. It was too deeply rooted for it to be normal, the way I felt when she spoke was a comfort I'd never experienced.
I had nothing to compare it to nothing to go off. All I was certain of was I needed to know
