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Delilah. How did he guess where I was? I thought he knew nothing about me or where I come from? Once again, he holds me by his hands and takes me into the pack house. At this point, I have lost all drive to even fight back or talk to him. The one reason I left the scene was because I couldn’t handle it anymore. The look in Susan’s eyes, what everyone whispered about me, how they judge me and how I proved them right, I can’t even tell where Thorn is taking me anymore but she shuts the door of the room. With full strides, he heads into the wardrobe and pulls a gown, walking back to me. Here, I laid down on the bed, completely tired physically and emotionally. “Change your clothes and wear this, you are to stand in front of the elders.” He says and I close my eyes. I have cried, injured