Halfway through our walk, I'd started limping and before I could take more than a step, Adam picked me up cradling me against his chest and held me close.
I looked at him shocked as my arm wrapped around his shoulders.
"You've been limping for too long." That was all he said, not allowing room for argument.
I leaned my head against his shoulder and watched the trees pass us as he picked up the pace.
The Witch inside stirred, whispering something to me I couldn't quite hear no matter how far down the void my soul-self swam.
She called Adams's name every now and again, the only word I could make out.
Since the Gold Dust had entered my soul, I had felt a spark ignited on the torch that was Witch.
She had taken over since then, controlling my body but not my mind.
I wanted Adam, but I
