Cirilla's Point Of View
Mason's words were ringing in my ears, and then bouncing up and down the corner walls of my mind as I kept struggling hard to understand what he was saying.
He created this darkness?
Thousand years ago?
What the f**k did I awaken?
My traitorous legs were trembling. I had no idea why, but even as Mason insisted I sat on the bed, somehow, I preferred the spot I was against the wall. It kept me in pain, but it made me alert.
Oh f**k, of all f*****g times, Nina chose to be MIA now.
I couldn't feel her, I couldn't connect with her. Oh, I needed her. This pain was killing me.
"Ci," At his call I jerked my eyes to him. He was studying me, and I was doing the same. Eager to know what he meant by everything he had said, but still, scared to find out what it might mea
