Arwen
Stumbling through the woods, I make my way back to my father. I feel out of sorts—unmoored. The presence of my mother within me has vanished, and terror floods me.
What if she’s dead?
What would I do without my mother?
I’m not excusing what she did all those years ago when she abducted me. However, she is still my mother, and I love her. I will always love her, no matter what.
When Father said that he would kill Mother if she ever came back here, my heart broke. I understand his anger, but he wasn’t thinking of what his words would do to me.
Earlier, when I walked away, no one followed. Likely, Hel instructed everyone to give me space, and I appreciated it. I hadn’t expected to bump into Kayson and Viggo. Without meaning to, I interrupted them—my legs gave out, and I collapsed
