Talia's POV.

It's sometime between late morning and early midday when I wake up.

I feel a little better, except for the blunt nagging pain in the right side of my head.

I can feel that my wounds are less raw than they felt before I slept.

The pillow still feels a little wet from my tears.

I'm beginning to question the Moon goddess for granting me another life if it's still going to be rocky, maybe even rockier.

“What's the point?” I catch myself saying out loud while sitting up.

“‘Cause maybe you still have a mission to execute?” Kaels gruff voice says, he is standing by the door,...