We knew she was an innocent in our war, that she didn’t deserve our rage, our violence, but we didn’t care. Nothing would stop us from getting justice for our family.
Until something changed... and her cries of fear turned into cries of pleasure.
Slowly, bringing us, one, by one to our knees, making us fall for the enemy. But feelings aside someone had to pay for the damage that had been done, blood had been drawn, people had been killed and Jessa no matter how we felt about her she would be the one to suffer.