128. Dawn.

>>>>He plans to break me.>>>>

The moment I run into the room, I shut the door and flush my back against it, my heart thundering against my chest.

I motion my right hand behind me, searching for the lock and I close the door with the key.

I can’t believe what I just did. I can’t believe I slapped Dima. Hell, he’s going to kill me.

Oh God. Oh God. My death is near I can smell it and taste it on the tip of my tongue. Dima won’t let this slide at all.

Worst yet, I slapped him in front of his friend, Stalin. The punishment for this is death because no one ever raises their hands on a Pakhan.

I blink back the tears occupying the crook of my eyes and make my way towards the bed. I plunk on it with a light thump and gaze at the ceiling, my thoughts running wild.

I can’t stay her much longer. The more I stay here I’ll lose my sanity. I can’t risk it.

Instantly, tears slip from my eyes. No matter how much I try to hold it back it can’t stay at bay. The man I just hit…is the s