“Can you at least tell me you didn’t always plan to send me off with that f*****g monster?” I ask, needing a reason to take the first step and forgive her. Like always.
“I didn’t Tatty, I swear.” She’s quick to respond, and unfortunately, her words don’t have the calming effect they used to have.
I didn't express much concerning my time in that dark place, but it messed me up. I believe the only reason I’m doing so okay afterwards is that I have several things to focus on to distract my mind.
Like learning to be a Mage with my grandfather, training with Faz, fighting alongside the guys when it comes to defeating hybrids. And some other stuff I honestly cannot remember right now.
“I know you have every reason to detest me or hate the choices I’ve made; I won’t lie and say I shouldn’t
