Chapter 201

Air is precious. Amara was well aware of this. But she had not appreciated the air well enough, that was until yesterday, when she had fought several times to get even one breath, only for it to be snuffed out of her the very next minute. That had been torture, an experience that no human being should have to go through, an experience Amara wished never had to go through. But by the end of the night, when she was once again laid on her bed to rest with fresh set of clothes and a simple kiss to her forehead, Amara had come to the realization that that wish, was wishful thinking. Something like that was bound to happen again, after all, she refused to bend to Aaron’s will and would constantly continue to disobey him, much like he deserved. So the very next morning when Amara woke up, feeling her lungs burn and her heart race with the ever present fear his presence had instilled in her, she came to a conclusion. She was done. Done with this situation. Pleading, praying and waiting for hop