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Tears slid down my cheeks. I’d hurt Jarleth, but not purposely. I had no control over it. Who was this other man that I’d felt so much love for? And why didn’t I love Jarleth? What had happened?
I had nothing. I sat for a long time, replaying the memory over and over in my head.
Darion.
I had no idea where that had come from, but I knew that that was his name. It didn’t really help me, but I was glad I had a name for the face I saw in my mind. Who was he? How did I know him?
I became aware that the sun was fading and my stomach was grumbling, so I left my room and went to find some food.
Once I’d reached the cooking area, I saw Axiak and headed over to where he was talking to our mother.
I said hi to my mother and looked down at Axiak. “Hey, squirt.”
He frowned up at me. “What’s
