Chapter 23: Chapter 23 The Eyes Of A Broken Dove

Amara's POV

"Which ring should we get?" I shrugged my shoulders as my fingers slowly stroked the necklace in my hands, we were walking in the park whilst Jacob was going through his phone to find himself a ring for me. I would never put that ring on until the last of my days. Give me the blue of the sky and I have clarity, for in that expanse of sweet calm air is a sense of freedom. The sky is both high above and touching my skin, reaching all the way to the path that sparkles with the first autumn frost. Is there anything so cleansing as this? Perhaps the river that flows, or the forest that hosts so much nature... It is what my spirit calls for, a chance to be one with so much and feel the togetherness of solitary moments, the connectedness of all living things.

"Are you fucking listening to me?" Jake said grabbing on the back of my head as he forces me to face him. "I had enough of the disrespect you have shown me, have I not been kind to you?" He questions.