Sins of the Fallen by Karina Espinosa

Author:Karina Espinosa [Espinosa, Karina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

Pienza, Italy

1506

20

My eyes fluttered open and I took in the darkness of the room. Torch lights hung on the walls and I laid on a cot with not enough hay.

I tried to sit up, but the uncomfortable bedding along with the dizzy spell that came over me, kept me in place. Sweat dripped down my back and heat protruded from my skin.

I was dead. Burnt at the stake.

I was dead and in hell.

What did I do? I thought as a single teardrop fell from the corner of my eye. The burning of my body made me want to claw at my skin.

I screamed to the devil, to God, to anyone who would listen as my dirt-filled nails dug into my arms.

“Enough, Angela.” A hooded figure emerged from the corner of the room. I stopped and watched as he approached me and knelt next to my cot. His hand came to my cheek and caressed me with care.

“Do not fear me, child. I am a friend of your father’s. I do not wish to harm you.” His voice was lovely. The sound put me in a state of calmness.

He took his hood off and I met the face of an angel. He was beautiful in every way possible. I did not fear the darkness of his hair and eyes. On the contrary, they glistened and I melted in the warmth of his presence.

“You’re my father’s friend?” I asked and he nodded with a smile. He was lovely and I couldn’t look away. This man I had never seen before was like a painting. Just the closeness of him sent comfort through me.

Pale but smooth skin that I itched to touch; a picture of perfection. The corners of my mouth tugged upward as I took in all of his features.

You’re so vulnerable; I don’t understand how humans can be so cruel.

He picked up a wet cloth from a bowl and cleaned up the dry blood and dirt from my face, arms and legs. He was caring for me.

She is just a child. A defenseless child. Why would they do this to you?

He squeezed out the bloody rag and the red liquid streamed out into the bowl at the foot of the bed.

“I don’t know,” I responded and my voice came out hoarse.

“Pardon?” He said not looking at me as he moved on to my feet. They were scraped, cut and bloodied beyond repair.

She will have scars for life after this.

I cleared my throat to speak again.

“You asked why they would do this to me, but I don’t know. They’ve never liked me.”

I looked away from his face; I didn’t want to see the look of disappointment. I shouldn’t have told him that, now he would treat me like everyone else, as if I were the plague.

You can hear me, Angela?

He spoke again and I didn’t understand his question. With confusion I responded.

“Yes I can.” He gripped my chin and turned it so we met eye to eye.

Please don’t hate me! Please don’t!

“You are marvelous.

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