Naya Cod
My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I recalled the intimate details I had shared with Elder Rosalie. It wasn't every day that someone learned about their dormant abilities and potential while discussing such personal matters. Realizing how open I was to her made me cringe mentally. It was as if my most private thoughts had been laid bare for the world to see.
Could I even trust the elder, who said she knew everything? Besides, the last thing I remember was closing my eyes. I was sure she whispered some crazy things into my ears. Saying gibberish about family and all that nonsense. I had yet to wrap my head around her words. I must say that she has a way with them, and that was what terrified me.
The question I had for myself was how I managed to open my eyes, walk back to my
