Erick
Confusion.
That was the only word that made sense in the whirlwind consuming my head, though even that felt too small, too fragile to contain the chaos storming inside me.
One moment Sophia had spoken of that cursed year, that marketplace, that day I never wanted to remember.
The next, she had thrown the name of my nanny into the air as if testing me, as if peeling back the bandage from a wound I’d never allowed to heal.
And just when I thought my chest couldn’t hold any more pressure, she pushed me away, her voice like steel as she demanded I stay away from her.
Stay away?
How could I?
My heart rebelled at the very idea, pounding harder with each breath as if trying to escape my ribcage.
How could I stay away when she was the only thing I’d ever truly wanted?
She didn’
