Unwavering Promise

LYRA

My gaze moves from his face to my hand, shaking in the aftermath of my action. I’m shocked by what I’ve done and fear the repercussions.

I collapse onto the floor and shield my head, desperate to protect myself. The first blow will hurt the most. After a few hits, my body will go numb. My eyes slide shut, and I pray to whatever merciful deity that may be listening to make my suffering quick.