TIME STOPPED. So did the beating of my heart, the pounding at my pulse, or the oxygen inside my lungs. It was as if Rhys was capable of pulling all the strings inside of my body. He was the master and I was his puppet. I could only move when he moved me, and I would forever be bound to his fingers.
The blood stopped streaming down my veins. I was just a soul flying through the body without any function at all.
Maybe that was what my life was supposed to be. I was supposed to be tied to one soul because mine was not worthy of living.
Rita pulled all three of us back. She was slightly shaking, making me even more scared. She was the bravest out of us all. The most capable woman, even though her age, was not young anymore. If Rita were afraid, what would I do?
“We can’t go inside like thi
