CHAPTER 69
CALLIE
THE EAST WING
I literally set the stove, placed the pot and diced myself into the pot to cook. How courageous ca—sorry….. How stupid can I be?
I realized it late, but the first thing I realized after they dragged me away was that courage has a very short lifespan. A lifespan that's shorter than that of a mosquito.
Courage burns bright when you need it to get through iron gates and into rooms where monsters sit comfortably on velvet couches. But once the door closes behind you, and the sound of the person you love voice is ripped out of reach, courage fizzles out into something quieter. Then it transforms into something shakier… something we all know as fear.
The guard gripped my hand tightly, another one walking beside us as we walked down the corridor. Their prese
