“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss
Mirage
It was odd. I open my eyes, and everything felt detached from me. It took me a while for me to realize that my body and I were not one anymore. I was just standing just beside it and I can see everything. Merkson and Quin has been the first to tend to my comatose body.
"What happened?" Merkson whispers, a silent accusation in it. His eyes narrowing at his mate who looks at him with so much hurt from it.
"I didn't know what happened, I tried to help her, but she suddenly jumped" she admits, her voice breaking. Her eyes were staring down at me with such sorrow that I can't help but sigh right at that moment.
I can only sigh at how we
