Tangled In Darkness

father said. "Do whatever you pleas

you, though." His laugh sounded as ugly as his scarred face. Lydia felt irritate

bt I owe you," her father continued, "but I can definitely gi

tightly, filled with an

when we're home." He walked up to Lydia, smiled down at her, and asked, "Won't

ia wasn't fooled by his pitying face. If

he carriage," Cal

r hair, dragged her, and threw her in fron

Calenfield burst into loud laughter as

floor as the wheels bounced over the dirt road. Th

ly sold me to someone. You wer

p in her eyes and sp

eached over and wiped the tears away

tively soft. "Why are you crying? You are

n his scarred face ma

The touch felt exactly like her father's had. Nausea rose sharply in her t

and anger, Lydia spat

the spit off with the sleeve of his coa

rp scream tore from her throat. The pain was so intense it felt like he had disl

rowled, his voice low and venom

his rotten breath

d me

lably. Calenfield's face looked murderous, like he was ready t