Chapter 120-1
Kiana
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“What have you done? You killed her! You killed her! Dane, you killed a Darkwyn witch!” Katherine
screamed in hysterics.
“It’s Ragor,” he snapped. “And lower your Goddamn voice. You brought this on yourself. Your own daughter! You could have killed her!”
“Andrea is fine. She’ll wake up soon, and she won’t even remember that she has magic. She won’t
remember that I have magic, but you…I didn’t even know you were capable of murder,” Katherine
whispered. Tears tracked down her face.
My heart hammered in my chest. I couldn’t let go of Troy. He’d walked me against the wall, as if he could protect me from what was happening here.
Bile rose in my throat. All the horrible things that happened here, that were done to me and things that I did, remained with me, but over the past few months, the imprint had faded. It made coming
back here all the worse.
We hadn’t stayed here all that time. Of that, my memory knew. We moved frequently, but we often came back here, and when Troy found us, we’d been here for a few years.
I’d had no idea that my nightmares here had started so early.
“You have no idea what I’m capable of to protect her,” Ragor snarled. “To protect you!”
“Kiana,” Troy said in my ear. “Do you notice something?”
“Other than the fact that my mother is tied up in the corner and my parents are screaming at each
other?” I asked dully.
“We didn’t get to see how your mother did it. She didn’t bind that memory, so she may have
somehow erased it completely. This is the closest moment we have to what happened. Do you
think you could reach back and see how you’re feeling? I don’t think you’ll be scared. Katherine said
you were sleeping.”
“I don’t want to,” I said honestly. “I’m afraid if I go back, I won’t be able to escape. I don’t want to be trapped in this loop again.”
“No. Don’t become her. I don’t think I’ll handle that very well, but if you could just reach her. Try and be both for a moment. Nothing can touch you here, remember? Nothing is real but me, and I’m never going to hurt you.”
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My eyes teared up, and I nodded. He was right. I needed to do this. This was my best chance at
trying to figure out what was happening to me now. “I know. From the way Ragor is looking, I must
be on the bed. If I can touch her, maybe I can feel her.”
“Just don’t get dragged back under, but if you do, it’s okay. I’ll either stay with you or I’ll fight my
way back to you, and I’ll make you remember who I am. Never doubt that.”
“Andrea. Kiana.”
The scene froze as Katherine spoke, and I looked over at her. Tears were still streaked down her
face, but her expression was no longer scared. This wasn’t the memory. This was her.
“You need to understand that your father interrupted the procedure. You’ve not yet healed. That’s why that memory isn’t there. You’ve never even come this far because of it. If you touch this memory, I don’t know what will happen to you.”
“All the more reason to do it,” I told her. “Troy will protect me.”
“That’s what they say they’ll do, but what has he really protected you from? He imprisoned you just like your father. He’s nearly gotten you killed. He let Morven take you. He fails over and over again, and eventually, he’ll realize that he’s not good enough to protect you. You do not want to be there when that happens. Don’t put your faith in him, Kiana. Put your faith in yourself. In me. I’m your
mother.”
I took Troy’s hand and tugged him over to the bed with me before I knelt down. “You may be my
mother, but you’re not a very good one, are you?”
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