Chapter Forty-Seven
Wind I had fought so hard to regain a little bit of control, even if it was just for a moment. I needed Andrew to figure out that something was wrong. That I wasn't really like this. That I was more than just the brat he pictured me to be. But my twin made it a bit hard for me since she had the majority of control. Truthfully, I wasn't even sure how I had obtained control. It had all happened while Andrew and I had made a run for it in the forest. Something had shifted and I was able to take the handle. It had been relieving and I hoped the moment would last for a long time. I wanted to feel like my old self again. But as time passed, I started to feel the familiar sensation of being pushed aside. No. No! I cried out, but it was useless when Achlys took back control and looked down
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