Isaac's POV
Finding Tomas looking for clovers again, I sat down beside him and started helping. I don't know what my last test will be, but hopefully I can go home to Celeste soon. In a place like this, it should be loaded with four-leaf clovers. I still don't understand how Diana isn't helping him. He's just a boy. A boy that was taken and killed because he wasn't me. I still don't understand what is so special about me and why I would be mated to the prophecy child. What can I bring to that equation? I wish I had memories of that life. It would make things easier for me to understand. Even if it was just a flashback.
"Why can't you let him be with his family? Diana, this isn't right and you know it." I yelled out.
"Who are you to judge between right and wrong?"
"Who are you?" I spat
