“You’re trying to tell me that I’ve made enemies without even seeing most of them?” I asked to confirm from Adora as I walked out of the house, not sure where to go but not willing to stay another second in there and allow my thoughts to consume me.
“That’s how it seems,” she replied. “By the way, how did he die and come back to life? How did the stab wound even heal?”
As she asked the question, I started to realize that although he had claimed not to know how he had come to life, Nathan was neither surprised nor curious about it.
“I think he knows more than he’s letting on, and he hasn’t even given himself some time to rest,” I answered as we sat under a huge tree.
There were more people that wanted me dead than people who would stand behind me in battle, and it was starting to make m
