Olivera's heart thumped loudly against her chest as she trudged alongside Leonard, their footsteps echoing in the haunting silence that enveloped them. The path leading to the slaves' camp felt endless, winding through the desolate terrain like a cruel maze of despair.
Her mind swirled with conflicting emotions, a tempest of regret and longing for her best friend, Jeremy, whom she'd embarked upon this harrowing journey with.
She couldn't help but ponder over her choices. Should she have stayed back at the prison, standing in solidarity with Jeremy, enduring the pain together? The tendrils of anguish wrapped around her heart, tightening with each step she took closer to the camp where her friend labored relentlessly.
Raul's looming presence cast a shadow of fear upon her thoughts, a reminder of the heartbreak she'd encountered at his hands.