“I was there in the wine cellar, Sara, and I saw what happened when you let your demon out. I also saw the fear on your face when I asked you about it the next day. It terrified you how close the demon came to controlling you. But that would never have happened.”
A shudder ran through me, and I tried to block the memory of the demon moving beneath my skin, controlling my body and filling my mind. “You’re wrong,” I whispered hoarsely. “It almost did.”
“No, it didn’t. Look at me,” he commanded. “I would not have let it take you.”
“But if you hadn’t gotten there when you did, I – ”
“You would have done it on your own. You’re a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for. The demon might have gained control for a short time, but you would not have let it stay that way.”
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