Chapter 47

“I hate you!”

Each of the three words felt like invisible swords that

pierced me repeatedly and I collapsed against her closed door, trying to hold

myself up with my weak hands as I hang on for dear life.

I couldn’t breathe.

“Oh, you bloody idiot!” Aeon marched up from the top of the

stairs as he saw me there, pathetically holding on to the door knob. I put a

finger over my lips, asking him to stay as quiet as possible. With a flick of

my hand, I transported us back to the field, the floor dissolving, morphing so

that it becomes the soil. I whimpered, my...