Fiona’s POV.
‘There’s a likelihood that your memories were stolen or surprised, unfortunately I will not be able to do anything about it, any attempts at unlocking these memories could lead to harm than good. I believe someday they will make themselves known… till then…’
“Fiona,” Nino’s hand wraps around mine and I’m transported from the memories of when Mersey was in my head back to the carriage that’s gently swaying beneath us.
I blink, dazed out of my mind for a minute, but I give myself a second to recover before smiling at Nino in what I hope shows how unfazed I am when really I’m shaken up inside.
“Are you okay?” Savio asked, I look away from Nino to see Savio sitting across from us in the carriage. He looks as put together, unlike the past couple of days he spent with his hair i
