Blaze's POV
I thought I was playing games with my uncle.
I wheeled myself out of Frederick's study.My hands now shook uncontrollably, and my eyes felt like they had been thrust into a whirlwind of chaos.His words were tearing through me like a hurricane, leaving me battered and bewildered.
My disheveled appearance must have betrayed the turmoil within. Tears that I hadn't even realized were streaming down my face had left tracks on my cheeks.I quickly wiped them off. There was no place for them.
I rolled out into the hallway, my mouth almost hanging open, unable to articulate the thoughts racing through my head. I felt like I was adrift in a sea of revelations, desperately searching for some stable ground to anchor my thoughts.It was honestly too much. But what was bothering me more
