A R A B E L L A ‘ S P.O.V
"Then, how did I..." She abruptly cut me off.
"That's apart of the story I cannot tell. The charm prevents me." I couldn't believe this. No, this had to be a lie or some sort of sick dream. There was no way I lived part of my life with this woman, surely I would have been able to remember something.
And what about my file? Why would whoever wrote it bother to lie?
There were too many questions and not enough answers. The only way to find the truth would be confront King Benjamin or get the charm off my mother. I didn't know what he had to do with my past but whatever it was, I knew it couldn't have been good
"Tell me more about him. My father." It was reckless, I know. I should leave right now, sneak back into bed before Hardin finds me missing, and ask al
