LARA'S POV

　　"This is wrong!" I could hear the pounding of my heart in my chest, begging to be set free and aching to be seen and heard.

　　My breath rose and fell, tears streamed down my cheeks, and my eyes burned, swollen from the hours I'd spent crying all night.

　　How could they do something like this? Why have they only harboured evil thoughts for their daughters? Why have they raised us only to use us as ...