He trailed a finger down my cheek with his free hand. “But out of courtesy to you, I’m telling you what’ll happen in a few short hours so you can prepare yourself.”
“I’ll never be prepared, Jaecar.” I said defiantly. “And I’ll never forgive you if you do this.”
I felt the spark in my blue eyes that indicated I intended every hateful word.
“That much,” He sighed. “I already figured.”
I was shocked when Jaecar sat up and unwound a long length of rope from around his waist.
He’s really going to do this?
I fought in truth then rolling onto my belly to try and crawl away. “You’re not tying me up!”
He caught one of my legs and spun it across him, so I was flipped back onto my back. Grasping my sketchbook as my hand rolled over it. For some reason, it still felt important to me.
He lur
