Eleanor’s POV
I closed my eyes shut and shook my head. This couldn’t be happening. How did I let the demon in Shay trick me? How did I miss the signs of wariness? Why am I too damn trusting? After all the betrayals I’ve gone through in my life, especially recently, you’d think I have learned to keep my guard up and my nose down. Two good people were now dead because I continued to trust the wrong people. It hit me like a freight train. Shay had been the culprit. All the signs were there. Shay had set the Library on fire, and somehow she’d murdered Ryan. Or well, the demon inside of her had done it.
You want to believe in people. You want to believe that everyone has some good in them. It’s not a flaw of your character, it just needs to be honed a little better.
You’d think that I wouldn
