Chapter Eighty-Nine
Trina’s POV
I am falling too fast and hard. My chest constrains and a physical pain hits so hard that I halt abruptly and place my hand on the spot, praying for the pain to pass. Breathing becomes too difficult for me, but that goes for moving as well. But I need to get past it, need to find something tangible and potent that I can hold on to, to make my mother proud. Regardless of whatever I stumbled onto the other night, I need to believe her. She is the only person I have known for so long, the only one who loves me unconditionally and wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.
That is who I should focus on right now, not the distractions popping all around me, threatening to pull me of course. There must be an explanation for her sudden appearance in the forest that night,
