Stealing Boyfriend

Aria

The ground shook hard, and I knew that it was a roar. Often my father would roar in rage and it had the same effects on our house.

Both of us snapped our heads toward the darkness.

The roar was so loud and nerve-wracking that the entire forest seemed to shake. The birds flew out of their nest, surely screeching. The surface of the water rippled violently, like it wanted to topple all over.