Chapter 445-The Traumatic Life Of Our Stepsister
Norman:
For a good few seconds, I forgot to move a muscle. It was as if she was speaking another language. My mind went numb, and I could tell my brothers were too stunned too. But someone had to wake up so that Helanie could be saved.
She was shaking so miserably, looking so innocently broken.
"Helanie, let’s go home first." I knelt down at her side, holding my hand out, but she shook her head.
"Don’t touch me," she warned me, gripping my heart in her fist.
"I will scream and fight this time," she added, her eyes widening. Three whole days with so much trauma, with no food and no warm clothes. I could only imagine how she must have felt.
"What is she talking about? Could it be that she hallucinated everything due to the cold and stress?" Maximus asked Emmet and Kaye and then knelt down beside me again. His words didn’t sound like a question, more like a request. He was waiting for any of us to tell him it was just a nightmare.
"I remember," Emmet suddenly shook his head and then pushed me out of his way, making me sit on my ass on the ground while he took over.
"Helanie, did one of them tie outside?" he asked her, sounding like himself again.