I wipe a hand over his face, letting out a deep breath. What am I even doing? I don't usually care about anyone so why bother with her.
Attachments to people are liabilities. Liabilities that should be cut off if you wanted to survive in this beastly world.
I hate this emotion I'm feeling right now. I hate that I think of her. That I wonder how's she is right now. If she is cold. If she hurt.
God! I hate this.
Footsteps storms into the room and I look up to see my guards. Their bodies are covered in dust and blood smears their clothes.
Simeon, my head of security, steps forward.
“We’re sorry, sir,” he says. “We couldn’t stop the masked men. Everything happened too fast. We couldn—"
“It’s okay,” I say, cutting him off. Rubbing my fingers on my temple. “They took Sara. I couldn’t pro
