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The bench felt like stone beneath me, and my hands wouldn’t stop trembling no matter how hard I tried to steady them
I had a blanket wrapped over me though it did nothing to give me comfort.
How would I feel okay in a situation like this?
Wanting to take the blanket off my body and scream, but I held myself, my fingers digging into my flesh..
Relax, Katrina. Relax.
I repeated several times, my foot tapping against the floor continuously.
My mind was blank as I stared ahead, my head banging
Because of when I was blown away by the explosion m. I had a bandage wrapped around my head, and I was fed painkillers, but that didn’t stop the killer headache I was having.
I had cried for minutes before I was finally pushed away from the site by some of Silas’ men.
Where were they when the car exploded? I wanted to ask, but I remained quiet.
I wanted to stay there, to watch them but They told me I was only going to be a hindrance and requested I leave
And, I had no other option than to obey.
With Silas dead, I had no one to shield me and it didn’t help that they thought I had something to do with this
Like I was the least person that would gain grom Silas dying
I could still feel the deafening shockwave from the explosion; I could still hear the ringing from when the car had exploded Even the flames that had swallowed the car and the sky. Everything was still visible as it had happened just now.
And Silas had been right there.
Right in the middle of everything.
I closed my eyes, forcing myself to breathe, but that seemed easier said than done.
Since when was something as easy as breathing so hard that it felt like my chest was constricted?
Since when didi 1 feel this much jusg because of Silas, he was the least person I shook care about and yet here I was,
I struggled to steady my breathing, but every sound-the faint ticking of a wall clock, footsteps in the hall, everything seemed to be driving me crazy.
Silas men had dragged me to this small clinic and told me to wait, they asked a doctor to check my wounds and clean them while they went to investigate and find out what happened.
I wanted to come up with them, but i I was quite obvious that’s couldn’t.
What would I do for them? What help would I be?
I clearly couldn’t do anything
Heck, if anything. I would only be coming in their way.
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The hatred they felt forme was strong right now as they shot daggers at me.
I wanted to scream that I had nothing to do with anything that was happening.
but no one
no one would believe me.
Marcos was already seen as a betrayer and the daughter of a traitor was a traitor herself.
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I forced myself to stay put, my feet tapping faster against the wooded floor but with each passing second, my patience ran
thin.
I needed to know he was alive. That somehow, he’d escaped the flames and the twisted wreckage.
I didn’t care how, I wouldn’t ask how just let him be Ali-
The door flew open, and I sprang to my feet, heart hammering in my chest.
I instantly spun around, my eyes widening in shock.
Silas strode in, his face cold and unreadable. It was just like the first day I met him when I couldn’t understand anything he was thinking, but I didn’t mind that I didn’t care.
Somehow, my prayers were answered and Silas was alive.
He way alive and he came back to me.
-I didn’t know what to say, or how to react so I stood there, stunned for a while
Silas’ shirt was scorched, and his left arm was wrapped in a hastily bandaged gauze.
But he was alive.
His eyes roamed through the area before
e they fell on me.
A rush of relief flooded me, pushing tears to the surface.
“You survived,” I breathed, taking a step toward him,
I was just about to rush into his arms but two of his men instantly stepped in front of him, making me stop in my tracks.
Their eyes stared down at me, glazing with hatred and my heart dropping in fear.
What was happening? Why did they stare at me that way, and why didn’t Silas do anything to stop them?
Does he not remember me?
The thought ran through my mind and I wondered if it was possible for him to just lose his memories
“Silas?” I called out, my voice shaking as I sounded unsure.
But his expression didn’t soften. Instead, his gaze turned sharper and darker, and he took a step closer,
“Who else knew we were stopping for ice cream?” he demanded eyes boring into me as he waited for an answer.
I froze, my mind stumbling over his words.
I found it hard to believe what he was asking about, my body stiffening.
“What?” I asked, my eyes searching his as I blinked back in fear.
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