Hazel's POV
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and lungs tightening. Something was happening to my body. I felt weak, and my body was unable to take the brutality in front of him. He was going to do whatever it took to break me. I could feel it, but that wasn't the only thing I could feel.
Exhaustion tugged on my eyelids and the next blow landed on my stomach, leaving me weak and helpless. This was what it meant to be helpless and weak. I could see Skyler standing there from a distance without a look of shock, and she seemed to be rooted to her spot. She didn't want to interfere, and would rather watch from afar how he beat me to death.
