Chapter Thirty-One

The sight at my front made my eyes go wide with panic, my mouth widely opened while my pulse raced. Chiara seemed like she was at the verge of death, seeing something that neither Jacob nor I could see. She was gasping for air, screaming and pulling her hair out as she tried fighting her way out of her brother's hand.

I rushed into the restroom on an impulse, crouching next to Jacob who barely noticed my presence, and if he did, I wasn't acknowledged. He had his sister curled up in his arms. He was whispering words into her ear, massaging her arms. "Stay with me, Rocha," he said as he gently laid her on the floor and began to loosen her gown.I could see the fear in his eyes. Chiara fought and bit Jacob's hands but he overpowered her, holding her down to the floor, his hands trembling as he slowly pulled her gown down her waist and revealed her naked breast. "It's going to be okay."

I almost puked at the sight. There was a nasty wound on one of her breasts, one that wasn't even healed