Evelyn
“I thought you said Lana wasn’t there,” Thaddeus asks over my shoulder.
“She was there. She tried to put me out, she burnt her hands terribly,” I answer, my heart pounding in my chest. Remembering the smell of my burning flesh and my hair, so pungent I can almost taste it in the back of my throat, makes me want to gag.
“I don’t want you to take it away.” Orion watches me confused. I thought I wanted that. I don’t want to forget Lana. Why I did it, it makes it easier to live with what I did.
“I don’t understand?” Orion said, moving closer, his head lying next to Thaddeus’s leg as he lays down.
“I don’t want to forget her; I need to know I did it for a reason,” I tell him, looking away.
“What do you mean?” Thaddeus asks, pulling my face to his, his eyes searching my face.
“I… I
