That was it? He wasn’t even going to attempt to explain what he meant. I feel their absence instantly as I stare at the door. The warmth of the bond slowly evaporates into the air as that cold nagging feeling returns without their presence, and I sigh, wondering if I will ever get used to it every time one of them stormed out.
All of this time spent together makes it increasingly difficult to hate them. The bond wreaked havoc constantly when they were around. But Darius’ words make no sense. Why would he have to protect me from my own parents? I know what I saw, if only briefly. There is no doubt in my mind that he is the reason they’re dead.
I try to remember that night, but nothing stuck out or showed my parents had anything to do with the fire. Stoking the fire, I get up, picking up
