Naira's POV
Everything had been going well; I had seen my family and my friends. I had even managed to stop Draven from killing Ethan, despite how difficult it had been to convince him.
Even now, I still felt as though Draven might pounce on Ethan at any second...
But for the moment...everything was under control.
Suddenly, another car came to a stop.
The last person I had ever expected stepped out of it, Marilyn.
That damned woman...Morgana's sister. My hands trembled as I looked at her.
Those memories… The ones I had tried countless times to bury and forget...
I had convinced myself they had disappeared. That they no longer haunted me. But they hadn't. I was still trapped inside those memories.
She walked toward us one step at a time, wearing that ridiculously short dress that s
