Seeing Myrna, seeing them together had brought it all back. The pain, the betrayal, every dark thing that had befallen me ever since I had fallen victim to her sinister plotting that was unexpected of a sister. Even when I did not wish to, I had been plunged into that sea of pain and forced to relieve every one of those single moments I had come so close to death.
I shouldn't have looked back, but being handed over to his guard, no matter how gently he’d done it, had pierced my heart. He had chosen her all over again, erasing the little piece of us we’d had for the fleeting time we’d spent together. It was expected but the reality had still barrelled into me with such a force that had me wishing to lock my aching heart away in a deep dark abyss, never to be unearthed again. Perhaps then I
