"No... I didn't know." She looked up, her eyes not landing on the person in front of her, but rather drifting to the open window. The weather was free outside, free of the words that still hung in the air like aged cobwebs. Her eyes stung, tears welling up but not falling. She couldn't cry. Not yet. -------- Juniper Wyland was troubled. With her life falling apart one piece at a time she does the only thing she can. Kill the man who did this to her.All Rights Reserved