Chapter Thirteen:
A sigh escaped Amylase's lips, barely making it out from how debilitated she was. She was completely drained of vitality, all lost to minutes upon minutes bawling her eyes out under the light weight satiny bedspread of her bed.
She had retired to her bedroom after tormenting herself as she tried to c***k a tangible, sensible solution out of her head, which had proved futile and only added to her frustration. She had no clue what she was thinking by storming out of the auction room when Becca was already next in line to have the dignity she held with so much pride stripped off her for the satisfaction of the disgusting beasts. They were ready to stalk her every move with their lecherous stares, and she knew Becca's insides would be twisting the entire time.
Sure she had
