~Layla~
My body ached as though a tree had fallen over my body. Every bone in my body when I moved was sore.
“How are you feeling?” Kade hunched down next to me on the ground.
He looked over at Danielle, who stood by my feet. She was the reason I didn’t shift. Danielle got into my mind as I was shifting and blocked Clara from going any further. Memories were a fickle thing. They could bring you to your knees, have you stand in the eye of a tornado, and beg for it to take you. However, they could also bring relief to the hell that roared inside you.
Danielle showed me my sister. Tracey and I, on Christmas, baking cookies and eating them before the icing was on. She showed me my birthday when Tracey surprised me with a doll I had been begging for months.
I felt the tears poo
