First, Zara was flabbergasted, too shocked to understand what she had just read but then she read it again and then again, each time, the message became more and clearer to her.
Then she looked at Denice's necklace in her hand.
Denice had told her that it was all she had left of her mother… Zara’s palms slowly wrapped around the necklace and her breathing started getting shallow.
Anger, bright red anger like she had never experienced before coursed through her veins and she felt as if her body was going to explode from the rage she was feeling.
Who?
Who would do something like this?
Why would someone do something like this? At this point, she was shaking uncontrollably to the point that she caught the attention of some of the members of the tavern as they began to stare at her.
Zara
