Chapter 9

A Dark Corner

Elara Winterfell.

My clothes were beginning to stick to my skin due to sweat that poured down as I walked tiredly under the hot sun. I was roaming the streets while trying to put my mind together. There were numerous people who saw me and had taken pictures and videos to mock me.

What would I do at this point? A face jumped into my mind and I jolted in my trance. Tricia! I could call her for help. She still lives in the state, maybe she could help me out for a few days until I could find my feet.

I took out my...