Evelyn’s POV

“I thought you said Lana wasn’t there,” Thaddeus asked over my shoulder.

“She was there. She tried to put me out, she burnt her hands terribly,” I answer, my heart pounding in my chest. Remembering the smell of my burning flesh and my hair, so pungent I could almost taste it in the back of my throat, making me want to gag.

“I don’t want you take it away.” Orion watches me confused. I thought I wanted that, but I didn’t want to forget Lana. Why I did it, it made it easier to life with what I did.

“I don’t understand?” Orion said, moving closer, his head...