What have you done!

"What have you done?" Jenny questioned with a venomously even tone as she slowly stood up. Glaring daggers at Rye, who was sitting beside her, Jenny waited for an answer from him but received nothing. Opening her lips, she spoke again, this time with deep meaning embedded in each word, " What. Have. You. Done?" She questioned again, emphasising each word heavily.

The rage within her beginning to bubble over, like scorching lava from a volcano. The man who had just promised to keep them safe was the same man who was putting them in danger with his thoughtless words. Focusing her gaze on him, Jenny could neither see remorse nor regret in his eyes, it was like everything was normal, and he had not said anything wrong. He had to be one of them. The people who would deceive the weak to gain their loyalty then throw them under the bus when they felt like it. That was her final and only conclusion, but he failed to realize that they were not weak.