Delaney grabbed the side of the doorframe, preparing to jump out into the dirt.
But as she was about to leave the carriage, she felt a large hand grab the back of her white silk dress.
Lucas had recovered faster than she expected. Driven by pure, insane rage and agonizing pain, he grabbed her forcefully. He yanked her violently backward, his fingers tangling tightly in the expensive white lace and the silk.
"You little rat!" Lucas roared, his voice cracking with fury.
His sudden, violent pull threw Delaney completely off balance. She was already leaning out of the open door.
His weight pulled them both entirely out of the small cabin.
Delaney screamed as she fell through the open door. Lucas tumbled right after her, entirely unable to stop their momentum with only one good arm.
They fell out of the moving carriage together.
