Nat pov
Confusion. That was her primary feeling as she sat there trying to calm her racing thoughts. Nothing made sense. She felt like Ashton from the “Butterfly Effect,” or Peeta from the Hunger Games. She imagined they would feel anyway. Her brain didn’t hurt, it just felt overloaded. She was trying to decipher what was real and what was a fake memory. Nat just wanted to reboot her brain.
“Nat are you okay?” Her mother asked.
“Give her a moment, her brain is having a hard time processing everything that has happened,” a woman she didn’t know spoke. She had so many memories she didn’t know what to do with them.
“Nat you will never believe what Callum did the other day,” her friend Liliana said as she came by her bedside.
“Oh yeah?” She asked out of curiosity.
“Yeah the little demon
