It's been 3 years since I've been taken out of the dungeon. During that time, I was beaten and abused by what seemed like my whole pack. I've lost tons of weight and am now very thin. Anytime anyone mentions me, I'm referred to as the girl who took off her father's head. Some people avoid me, which makes my job a bit easier. I am so lucky to have snow because the beatings have been getting so frequent. Even Jen has joined in now. All those years of friendship are just gone.
She knew better than anyone how much I loved my father, but I believe Lynx's influence on her may make her see things his way. I've gotten used to the occasional hits and slaps until they stopped getting a reaction out of me. People would hit me; I would get back up each time. They seemed to stop since I wasn't crying
