Chapter 113

• Sibel's POV
• The soldiers dragged me through the thick forest, their hands tight on my arms. My mind was spinning. I didn’t know what to think. I kept trying to escape, but every time I moved, they slapped me hard. It stung, and the pain burned across my face.
• Dylan, he was walking next to me, was furious. I could see it in his eyes. He hated seeing them hurt me. When they slapped me again, Dylan lost his temper. He yelled at them, screaming for them to stop hitting me. The soldiers didn’t like that. They turned on him, grabbing him by the arms, pushing him to the ground, and kicking him. I tried to reach out to help him, but I couldn’t. The chains around my wrists made it impossible to move. They were too strong, and there were too many of them.