Hayes

he Hayes Pack.

throbbing in agony. But the physical pain was noth

ved, the pain in my face r

ike a terrifying beast, putting me on high alert. Seeing his

tortured by him, terrified of being

he IV needle from my hand, and des

rigid. I backed away, staring at the m

p eyes locke

s no longer the young girl whose heart fluttered with ador

expressionless. "Where do you th

courage to speak. In front of him, I no l

my palms and kept my head down, looking tow

sked, my voice impossibly humbl

naive. You think slashing your face twice erase

a cornered rabbit. "I have mo

umpled, blood-stained bills. It was exactly tw

m in my trembling hand

violently. "I'll give it all t

pitiful bills. His throat bobbed. A wave of irrit

asn't experienced true hardship. Wha

. The crumpled bills sca

fr

t of countless days of sweat and blood, making hundreds of garments in the

bone. But Dorian still hated me. He

bt taking root in my shattered mind.

d covered in scars. His thin lips parted as his long fin

As long as Isabelle doesn't wake up, you will live

than any prison. The light of fre

lfed in to

my voice eeril

fate. "I... wi