Chapter 7: SHE HATED EVERYTHING
The last thing Dawn remembered was a pair of strong arms catching her body when she lost consciousness. His body felt so warm when her face got pressed against his chest. The beating of his strong heart soothed her ears.
But the moment she regained her consciousness, it was not the peaceful darkness that greeted her.
Dawn could hear a commotion brewing in the distance and her body swayed, as if the ground was not steady, but soon after, she realized that it was because she was inside a carriage, a comfortable one to say the least.
Yet, when the commotion grew louder, the carriage stopped moving and Dawn opened her eyes.
At first, she couldn't string the words that those people out there said, but then she recognized his voice. It had been a long time since the last time she heard his voice. His voice used to bring her happiness and calmness every time she was not in her right mind, but then this same exact voice had brought her the most excruciating pain she ever had to endure. She despised him now.
Dawn opened her eyes and was thankful because the sun was not bright, and from the looks of the striking red color along the horizon, the sun must have set just now.
She hauled herself up from the comfort of the makeshift bed and furrowed her brows. Why was she here? She felt very weak and out of strength.
But most importantly, she felt this urge to get out of this carriage. Someone had put her here, which meant she would be taken somewhere.
"Return her back to me and you can leave!" Blake roared angrily. He stood in front of the entrance gates. He looked very livid and this was the first time for Dawn to hear how angry Blake was. He used to be a sweet man, who had never raised his voice at all. He always avoided confrontation.