Blaze’s POV
It made sense, but didn't make sense all together.
It looked possible, but shouldn't be all together.
My head rested against the cold floor as my eyes stayed fixed on nothing in particular.
“…a mark…”
The words echoed faintly in my head, slower this time. Heavier.
My fingers twitched slightly against the side of my body as my thoughts dragged themselves back to it.
Back to everything, back to her.
Amelia.
The scar.
My jaw tightened faintly as I pulled my brows together.
Was that it?
Was that what she meant?
My chest rose slowly as another thought pushed in.
Who is she…?
My eyes shifted slightly, not focusing on anything in particular.
How long had that memory even been there?
I didn’t remember it before. Not like that, not that clearly.
And yet, it felt so re
