Scared. Angry. More angry than scared.
Enemy in our midst.
Who is the enemy? One of our own? Bargaining. Risky. Threats.
Make it right.
Whose battle is this?
Not mine. Not mine.
The holy guard defends. Success.
Embarrassed. Ashamed. So pointless, my actions… I knew I was wrong.
They attack me instead.
Crawl away. Hide. Hurting. Rest… Alone.
Laid in His arms.
He is crying.
He is worried.
Wake up, little sister.
Numb. Tired. Achy.