A clunking sound brought me out of my thoughts. Once again, I was out of my memories, and back in the cell at the Council.
I had fought the demon for so long, and over the next week I had managed to get a few fleeting moments where I was in control, before my soul was ripped out of my body and I spiralled into oblivion, the day that Harper finally accepted my rejection.
I didn’t really have control after that. I didn’t want it. Everything that was my light had disappeared. It was a few more years before I found myself out of the darkness. But it wasn’t until she returned to town, returned to me before I really had any sort of control.
But it was too late. He had done so many horrible things. I had done so many horrible things. I didn’t deserve her love. I still watched from the backgr
