“I hope you find love
that nurtures you.
heals you.
the kind that silently
speaks to your innocence
that passed away long ago.”
‒ JM Storm.
Third Person POV
Cillian did not know if she was talking under the haze of various drugs administered to her or she made any sense. Either way, he was confused. All he heard was that Kiera knew he’d come. These were the only words that gave him solace.
“I don’t understand,” he muttered.
Kiera sighed, closing her eyes and slowly shook her head as if she were in denial as well. “Neither do I. I had never thought you’d be the one saving me, yet I saw you before passing out. I thought I’d be dead.”
Cillian thought so, too. But for the first time, the Goddess has been kind enough to grant him some mercy and brought Kiera back to him.
He gulpe
