Shane
The first week
The sagging flesh on my back should have hurt, the open wounds that still had blood squirting from it. I should have felt the pain in my legs from all of the running we’d been doing. So why was it that I felt none of that? Why was it that despite knowing I’d made the right choice, all I wanted to do was turn around and rush back to her side? Why was it that dropping to my knees and begging for her to forgive me and take me back all that was on my mind?
I had left my heart behind and I didn’t know how I was going to keep functioning without her. I ran fast, imagining the warriors hot on our heels. Two days had passed since I ran from her and grabbed my sister. The look of betrayal in her eyes haunted me and when she told me to leave, her words felt like a knife in th
