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In the days that followed after the ritual, I wasna myself. Bram was as useless as ever, for he didna know what to do to calm me. One minute I’d be myself, next I’d be a weepy mess of tears and emotions. If I were him, I wouldna know what to do either.
Elspeth, I dinna know what you want me to do?
I bit my lips to control the sobs, but that only made things worse as tears welled within my eyes once more.
“I-I dinna know what to do or how to stop this.” And wiped my tears off with tissues Bram provided me wi’. “I remember readin’ somethin’ about that I would still feel her energy within me and that for the next few days I’d be emotional, but I hadna thought it would be like this. I canna do anythin’! Every time I start somethin’ or start to feelin’ better, the tears would start up ag
