Adira pov.
The next day, Liam and Anika’s funeral was set. They were not my parents but still, attending anyone’s funeral was a sad thing to do. I had to wear a wig and a veil that would cover my whole face and disguise me for the funeral so that the enemies wouldn’t recognise me. I was asked to go and see their faces while they kept and eye on me from a distance.
Both their bodies were placed in the cemetery for the visitors to pay their last respects. I approached them and stared at their faces. They looked peaceful in their deaths, as if they were peacefully sleeping. Except that they were not. They were put to sleep forever.
“I know you are not my own parents.” I whispered when I realised that everyone had left me alone with them. “But I promise you, I will get rid of those terroris
