Amara's pov
Images of all the times we were locked together, our limbs entwined as his fangs grazed across my skin losing us both in the throes of passion contrasted with those of my mother and me overshadowing the memories and clouding my thoughts.
I grabbed a robe and got out of the bathroom trying to figure out exactly what was happening. I was in my room and also not in my parent's castle. I looked around the room again and this time, it was memories with my dad, brother, and my dear best friend that hit me. My mother and Rose's parents were not excluded.
Just when I thought I was reunited with them, it turned out to be a lie.
A tear leaked from the corner of my left eye. I took hurried steps to the entrance of the balcony, parted the curtains, and stepped out.
My disappointed ey
