Still Louise's POV

Describing my feelings for Loriann is difficult at the moment. A hatred burns within me so intensely that it could consume me at any moment. The images from a few days ago, from the moment I regained consciousness, replay in front of me. Some stinking, grinning rogues bent over me, saliva dripping from their mouths as they stared at me with big, covetous eyes. They had removed the arrows from my body and applied herbal medicine to my wounds, which they clean up twice a day.

But it was their words that struck me to my soul.

They made me out to be anything dirty and promised...