Truth in the Shadows

I was in physical pain; my heart, head, stomach, knees—every part of me felt pain, even my knuckles. It must be because of earlier; the sight and squeezing myself down the passenger's seat must be the cause of it.

My stomach, though—I wasn't hungry, so what was the pain about?

I closed my eyes and then waited for Victor to hit me or do worse—behead me—as I had just called him a monster. I kept tel