he galloped away , never looking back . im trapped , if i move , my stomach would be torn apart just like my arm . she tilted that stubborn chin of hers up again , looking more like her father than ever before . maybe you dont need to think so much . then-god , would the torture never end ? head tilting to rest almost on ivy 's shoulder , she whispered something . he also continued his habit of sitting straight backed in his chair so that he towered over everyone in the courtroom . 