You don't have to work for them. If you are doing it for us, then we don't deserve it." Bakuru said. That was a week ago when they had been brought to one of the shadow corps fortresses.
"Yes, Sagi, it's parents who should protect their kids, not the other way around," Rusha agreed. She looked to have aged a little and thinned a bit since Sagiri last saw her. Bakuru looked even guiltier. He reeked of guilt so much so it was hard to ignore. She always called him by half his name. Sagiri had never understood it before, but now it made him feel warm.
"They will use you as leverage," Sagiri said.
"Even better, because they won't kill us even when you leave. They need to hold something dear over you. I am your mother, remember, and I am the toughest woman. No one can make me suffer." Rusha, even with tears in her eyes.
"I have no right to go south," Bakuru mumbled, the guilt he carried growing even bigger by the moment.
Wham!!
