OLIVIA'S POV.

 

 

My head hurts a lot from all the voices and memories that I had encountered, but far more than how much my head hurts, my heart does a lot more. No, scratch that. My heart didn't hurt, my heart bled and it is still bleeding as I stood by the lake. How could a single person have gone through all those pains that came as memories to me? How could a clan be so wicked to treat one of their own in such a callous way?

 

"Aaahhh!" I screamed at the intensity of the pain I felt from merely thinking about it.

 

Worse, each time the memories hit,...