Sire rode through the forest and tore through the wind like her life depended on it. As she moved tears clouded her eyes, her insides twisted in pain and the wind was merely an aid to the drying blood on her arms.
She clutched the reigns tightly. "Oh Nathan" the thought escaped her lips as a whisper. She was going straight for the woods because she wanted to meet him there in that cottage. Maybe he would be angry. She didn't mind that but all she wanted to do was see him and explain things. She knew she didn't really have to but if it came to that she would rather regard herself choiceless then. So many things had happened within such a short period.
