“I was given to you?” The words echo around the empty space and I didn’t need to ask by whom, that answer was glaring right at me.
The words didn’t just echo, they settled so deep and heavy, they felt like chains wrapping around my bones.
My fist clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms as I forced myself to stay standing.
“I’m not yours,” I snap my voice sharper than I feel. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
There was an exception to that, someone I was bonded with, someone I knew was out there right now searching desperately and frantically for me.
Silence answers back at me until I thought the echoing voice will never speak again.
“You speak with defiance,” the voice murmurs. “Good.”
A sudden pressure builds beneath my feet.
“What are you….”
The ground beneath me glows, fain
