TIME WAS a strange concept. I could not feel the essence of it all. It felt like the world stopped short as if I was in some kind of a hollow abyss where all I could see is the very terrifying thing in front of me. The reality blurred, and in it, came my biggest nightmare. One second I was running for my life, the next second, I was rooted to the spot, flying in between my fear and the wilting flower of living inside my heart.
Rhys Ethelwulf was the source of that fear. The constant worry and gnawing feeling that something horrible was about to happen to me at that instant. He was the bane of my existence, clawing his way out inside my very being even when I had already built a fortress big enough, strong enough, impenetrable enough for anyone to breach. He would always be able to force h
