Freaking good sign.
Freaking hate and love.
Freaking Kasyn!
Why'd he have to say that to me?
Why'd I have to say that to him?
"Give me your hand, I want to get this over with." I ordered.
The sooner this is over, the sooner I can focus on something else. Hopefully, seeing this memory will give us some sort of answer or clue. The more I find out about Kasyn's past, the more I want answers myself.
Something about all of this seems... off. Tala said.
I know. I replied.
Kasyn held out his hand. I grabbed it as I pulled my pocket knife out. Then I sliced it across Kasyn's palm, making him hiss.
I held Kasyn's hand over the bowl of herbs I had sitting between us. I squeezed to make more blood pour out. Not that I needed to, Kasyn just deserved it, that's all.
"Could have warned me,"
