Forsaken at the Scaffold

SPECIAL CHAPTER: Rowena Ashford

The ropes bit into my wrists before I could react. Rough hands grabbed my arms, dragging me backward as the crowd surged forward like a living thing hungry for blood.

"Wait!" Father's voice cut through the noise. He stumbled toward us, his injured arm hanging limp at his side. "She saved my life. She saved all of us from the fire."

"Stand back, Reverend Ashford."