Chapter 8

Hazel’s POV

The heaviness of sorrow in my heart made me ponder over the memories, be it good ones or worse ones, neither my heart cared nor my mind but I could feel a void of nothingness in my chest, which seemed to enlarge with passing breath escaping my mouth. The trivial thought of only me being alive made me swim in the ocean of guilt.

It wasn’t my fault, but I couldn’t battle with my heart and head, at this moment, I only found myself the culprit. A shiver danced down my spine as a cold midnight breeze touched my bare arms. The upper including lower regions of my dress seemed to be torn off by Cassius. Humiliation, fear, anger, and worse, the truth clawed my soul.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I tried to remain still, trying not to get their attention on me but it wasn’t working a bit. From the corner of my eyes, I could feel Veles’s grin, which was indirectly telling me to run for hills, the man dared to make me cower away in f