Hans POV:
The trail down the valley was one huge trek but the beauty that the nature spewed along the way was a good bargain. Kate was with Ms Grace while Lewis and I were following them form behind. Her face was a complete outcast to the cheery spring morning but her eyes, although dead and soulless seemed to shine like glass under the sunny rays of the morning.
“Do you think she must have done it?” asked Lewis in disbelief as we walked down the narrow trail.
I’ve seen all sorts of criminals and the reasons behind their crimes were just as pitiful as themselves but Ms Grace didn’t seem pitiful. Her demeanor and pride didn’t flinch even for a moment to show a glimpse of despair reflect in her eyes. She looked young despite her age but for the first time this morning I noticed the wrinkl
