Chapter 59

Monica's pov

*While in Exile*

The tears in my eyes has refused to stop coming out, even when I tried to push it in, it did not still stop.

I could not handle the sight of my friend getting killed in the black market prison.

She laid on the ground with a smile on her face and I could not be more sad than this.

All of them were dead now, my friend…. The boss.

All were dead and I was all alone.

I tried to shift but pain held me all over my body, it could not stop as I struggled to get hold of my friends hand.

Whispering my dear goodbys and good wishes to her.

I could not finish when I heard sounds approaching the end of the tunnel, they where coming from everywhere and they could not stop

Their feet shook the ground of the prison and I could feel it strongly as they approached.

This signalled me to move fast. Immediately as I moved my body a little further from there I could see the remaining guards already at the door.

"Go catch the survivors," the captain shouted at the guards.

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