#Chapter29

BELLA—

'When the caterpillar thought its life was about to end, it turned into a butterfly.'

'Sofia don't!'

My eyelids felt heavy, his voice heavier as the name he called me by repeated in my head. I wanted to move, to get up but I had no strength left in me. My head was throbbing in pain and the room spun around as my eyes fluttered open.

Sofia. Her name.. my name. I couldn't fight back the tears that ran down my cheeks. Memory after memory flooded my mind, washing out every other thought and putting together the pieces of the puzzle that I'd spent weeks trying to fix....