TESSA'S POV.

The journey back home was less stress filled probably because of the joy I felt. Who knew that my one day knowledge of herbs could save a dying child? I found myself itching to learn more, I craved the knowledge now, I wanted to keep on saving people.

When I arrived home at dusk, everything was silent, a sense of unease washed over like a fog on me. I heard the soft whimper of my child from inside and my heart flipped as I panicked and pushed open the creaking door, hurriedly rushing in.

My eyes swept over the room, bile in my throat till it fell on...