Chapter 2

POV Sara

I stopped looking at the village since it was no use for me to stand there watching it without doing anything; it was worse for me. I was sure that he already knew that I was not there; if I stopped, the chances that he would find me were greater. Just thinking about what he would be capable of giving me a headache, he could beat me to the point of putting me in the intensive care ward of a hospital, although I don’t think he would be so benevolent as to let me go to the hospital. He would always say, “You’ll get over it; I’m sure it’s not that bad.”

I climbed down from the tree with James’ gaze in my head; I found it intimidating. His blue” gray eyes conveyed hatred and anger when he looked at me. Although I never asked him why he hated me or simply to explain his attitude, despite that, when I first met him, he was cute and kind. I remember he always brought me a red rose when he came to see me at my parents’