The salty breeze from the lake clung to my skin as I stepped off the boat. We were finally going back to the city. I turned back for one last look at the shimmering water, with its endless expanse that was offering a freedom I could only dream of.
"I will bring you here again.". RoughCoin noticed my keen interest, and murmured beside me.
His voice was as smooth as the ripple of the waves.
"But before bringing you here again, there are so many other places I would like to show you.". He added, making it obvious I had no choice of my own in this
I forced a polite nod, though the very thought of going anywhere with him made my stomach churn.
Over my dead body I will go with you again, I thought bitterly.
The walk back to the car felt suffocating. It felt like each step tightened the
