Anastasia's POV
I don’t even know what I am anymore,” I
The way he had growled at Detrex to be gentler. How he had brushed my hair back from my face like it meant something.
My emotions were all over the place.
murmured. “My past is ……”
Vishiti pulled a stool closer and took my hand in hers. “We all carry pieces of broken things inside us. You're still standing, child. That means something.”
I blinked against the sudden sting in my eyes. I hated crying, especially now when I was supposed to be stronger. But the tear was cracking, and Vishiti didn’t flinch when my tears slipped free. She simply handed me a cloth and let me weep quietly, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“I stole something,” I admitted softly. “I disobeyed every rule, every instinct. I put Jayden's pa
