Chapter 172: The Wheel Of Doom
A grunt escaped me as I was shoved back into my cellar. The talk with my father didn’t go well as planned which was no surprise there. I had threatened him again and let’s just say he didn’t exactly like that. My mouth throbbed from where he had leapt from the table and threw a punch at my face before he ordered the men to throw me back to the pit hole they had found me from.
Sighing, I crawled back into a sitting position as I leaned my head against the wall as I stared into the darkness. I have to get out of here, now that I know it was my father who was behind this I have to get out of here. Now, the second thing is if I can figure out where here is exactly.
I was too tired I couldn’t get a good a look at it but I still know one thing. Wherever this place was, it wasn’t Iravia and something tells me that wherever it was I was going to be finding it out soon enough.
All I have to do was just find a way to get through the night! Heaving out a sigh, I crawled towards my spot in a corner and fell asleep or at least tried to.
My hands trembled like they did every night before I fell asleep.
I missed him, I missed my son. I didn’t even get to hold him that much, I held him just one time and he was taken from me.
No, not taken, you left him!
But you had to sacrifice yourself to keep him and your friends safe. He is alive because of you, you sacrificed yourself for him, that’s what mothers do!
Except you are no mother! You brought him into this life, sure but you abandoned him just as fast, so you are no mother.