THIRTY FOUR

THIRTY FOUR

CATHERINA

If I could locate the gate, the one I had been brought in through then maybe I could be free once again, I thought as I ran.

Nobody paid me any mind and I could only imagine this was some norm in their household; Andres torturing and hurting women.

I got lost a couple of times before I began hearing shouting and people searching around for me, I realized. They finally knew I wasn’t supposed to be roaming, I thought bitterly as I pressed my back against the stone wall, waiting for the next set of men to pass.

I could never go back there and be wife to a man that had my family killed and just because he wanted to prove some point. I refuse to believe that he was unaware of what they were going to do; they were his men and would never act outside his orders and even if they did, then it wasn’t safe for me here. I could be killed anytime one of them was in a fit or tried to undermine authority. I would forever be caught in the middle of some internal war going on in