ALIONA'S POV
Holding on was getting harder each day. My body was getting limp every second. Despite Mystic's protest about helping me heal.
I needed it.
But, it'd mean tossing myself over the edge of a cliff. Mystic whirled inside my mind, seething with defiance.
‘Look at you Aliona, you're getting weaker by the day,’ She whimpered with guilt.
Albeit, she'd want to go against my wish and quicken my healing. Since I idn't give her the luxury to do that, she was bound by my decision.
A sad smile edged over my lips. ‘I’ll be just fine. Don't worry about me,’
I snapped my head sideways, when a small creak on the door jerked me out of my thoughts. “Aliona…” Aunt Emma's muffled voice seeped through the metallic door.
Tears pooled at the corner of my eyes. I tried to push myself u
