The moment Roxy stepped back into the cabin, and slammed the wooden door right behind her in fear.
Her hands shook as she grabbed the leather satchel she had hidden near the door, filled with dried meat, water skins, and diapers.
The thought was still shaking inside her, at the severity of what she was about to do.
I almost killed them, she thought, her stomach churning with nausea. I was going to take the kids and run, and I would have turned them into monsters.
[TheMotheroftheWorld understands where you are coming from]
No, you don't!
Mara's words echoed in her mind loudly. Burns out his mind. Explodes his heart.
What if she had already gone?
Then all her effort would have gone to waste?
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," Roxy hissed at herself, ripping the bag open.
