-THEIA-
After the clash with Hyp, I bolted back to the packhouse and holed up in my room for the rest of the day.
I didn't want to see anyone, not even the sweet Aurelia. She tried to bring me lunch, but I wouldn't let her in. I just wanted to be left alone.
The fight kept replaying in my mind, like a frustratingly persistent song stuck on repeat.
And the worst part? I felt guilty for yelling at Hyp. What was that, some sort of twisted Stockholm syndrome?
He's the main culprit behind all the terrible things that have happened to me, and now I'm feeling remorseful for hurting him?
This is so f.ucked up.
But the pained look he gave me while I recounted my story was tearing me apart. He understood my suffering and seemed to be in agony too. I didn't want to cause him pain.
Him! My cap
