SARAH
Jackson took a step close to me, but with each step he took, I took a step backward.
“Is this a dream? Sarah, have you really returned? Are the prophecies true? Who found you? I know the king’s request was too tempting for anyone not to put in the work.”
I moved backward till my back hit against the wall. The numerous questions that Jackson asked weren't for me, I know he was just soliloquizing. There was no way they were for me.
When I couldn't move again, I leaned on the wall. My eyes had some sort of fear, but I knew nothing bad would happen. The goddess didn't send me here for something tragic to occur.
Finally, Jackson caught up with me. He looked at me with dark eyes. What was he so angry about after betraying me? Why wouldn't he apologize right away?
“You are having lot
