They were all getting suspicious, she could see it in their eyes but no one dared say anything.
At times she felt bad, out of them all, she was the best off. Her past wasn't so bad and even if her present wasn't ideal it was nothing to alarm the others about.
Her hand was bound tight and her training ceased punished herself and shunned herself for her weakness, pushing all her other limbs to the limit. And she was surprised that when she bled, the blood was red, because she no longer felt alive.
