C28 Broken Bonds

Without the knife, I was even more helpless than before.

I was out of options, out of energy, out of…everything.

Sinking into a pile on the floor, I covered my face and burst into hiccupping sobs.

“Don’t cry.”

His voice was gruff and cold, and I couldn’t tell if he was trying to comfort me or trying to get me to stop because it annoyed him.

It didn’t matter. Even if I wanted to