Sticks and stones hurt the soles of her feet. She was running in the forest with nothing to protect the skin on her feet. That was something that would have concerned her more a few days ago, but at that very moment, it was a minor inconvenience. She was no longer the delicate woman who mostly kept to herself and raised her sister. She was a desperate woman, and desperate women made sacrifices. The skin on her feet was a small sacrifice.
Her only focus was to get out of the forest and finally find her missing sister. It was a situation of mind over matter and over again. The physical aches dropped to the bottom of her list of priorities.
Top on her list was the fact that she still had no idea which way led out of the forest and towards safety and Olivia. Even after spending days locked u
