The silence was deafening as Anastasia and I walked our way back to the city. The good news was that she had reigned in her urge to hurt me, and also left Jayden alone. In her words, she couldn't care less about the so called heretic. So we left my brand new sleeper cell in the middle of nowhere.
Though, the bad news was that I had my reputation plunged further down the drain. Anastasia thought I was assaulting an unconscious woman. All attempts at proving otherwise were ignored. Muttered something about having caught me in the act.
How did me subduing Jayden translate to sexual assault? I mean sure I had her pinned to the ground with her arms behind her back, but that didn't constitute to sexual assault, did it?
"My fucking reputation." I muttered barely audibly. But it seemed the lady walking a few meters before me heard it.
"Did you say something little brother?" Anastasia turned to me with her fake smile.
I scowled.
