I was uneasy.
My mind was spiralling in too many directions and it feels like my brain will lag anytime soon. I bit my lips again, an habit that I had developed over time when I have a lot on my mind.
What if he just…lets them take me…
There it was. The thought. The one I've been trying to avoid since he left…but it wouldn't go away.
I pressed my lips together, almost cursing at the sting that came with it.
Amara was on the chair beside the bed, her back straight in alert, and her two hands folded on her laps. Her eyes were keened on the door like she was waiting for it to burst open any seconds from now. For someone who was supposed to keep me at ease with her presence, she was doing a very terrible job.
Two of Darius's warriors that he made sure arrived before he left, stood inside the room , positioned at either side of the door. I knew there were two more outside. I overheard him instructing them.
