“Come fast,” Ethan uttered to Cyra while dragging her inside that jungle. His hand was holding her palm. Ethan felt her legs involuntarily following him which made him turn his head to look at her face, and there he found her eyes lowered towards the ground. Her hand was still clutching that gun in her hold. Each and every emotion from her face had faded. She was looking completely blank.
The essence of death was reeking from her presence. She was looking lifeless, and Ethan knew it was after what she had done.
Taking a life, especially that man's with whom she had been living from the past few weeks, had traumatized her completely.
Twirling his head, he held her hand more tightly and used a bit more strength to pull her with him.
“We will stay here tonight,” he took her inside that sm
