After we return to Adela’s house, I go straight to her guestroom and close the door behind me. Thankfully, the drive is only twenty minutes because, by the time she pulled into her drive, my eyes were filling with tears.
For the first hour, I do nothing but cry. Then I spend the next couple in bed, my gaze fixed on the wall, my thoughts centered on my past and my future.
Healing a person's soul has always come easily to me. I've never had to try, even before I had my training. It was always just there.
But this is the first time I’ve ever lost control of my gift. I’ve come close, like when I nearly healed Mack when I first met him, but I’ve always been able to stop myself before I did.
Could it be because I’m pregnant?
It can't be, because surely Adela would’ve said something about om
