Chapter 72

• Erica
• I rode a horse quickly toward my pack with my mind being fuzzy. There was nothing on my mind other than to get Jerome to the infirmary for treatment. I felt anger boiling in me, and it was directed toward those who attacked us. I will make sure I get to the root of everything. I will make them pay for hurting Jerome. I would make sure that none of them got away. My eyes were filled with unshed tears, which I was trying my best to hold in. I tightened my hand over the rope that was attached to the mouth of the horse while using the whip that was in my hand to whip the horse's back, urging it to run faster.
• “Jerome, stay with me,” I said, slapping his cheek to keep him awake as I rode the horse quickly, but he didn't wake up. I felt my heart ache, knowing that what I feared most might happen. Tears were streaming down my face as I stared at his pale figure, which was sitting unconsciously in front of me.