Roisin
I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the ceiling. Iridian’s venomous words still floated in the back of my mind, but I wouldn’t let her ruin this for me. She had her issues with Olivine, but they weren’t mine to bear. I had enough on my plate without dragging her drama into it.
What mattered now was Olivine. He had opened up to me, trusted me with his past. It was time I did the same. I couldn’t keep hiding parts of myself, especially the things that haunted me. I needed to tell him about Azmariah, about the nightmares, the visions—everything. If we were to have any kind of future together, he deserved to know the truth.
But the thought of bringing up Azmariah... it sent a chill down my spine. My mind, as if trying to distract me, drifted back to Visaris. I sighed and sat up
