I caught my reflection in Amber's dark pupils.
A twisted smile had spread across my face without me even noticing. Wide. Sharp. Almost manic.
"You're insane," she hissed.
I tilted my head and smiled at her like we were sharing a joke. "Insane? Weren't you the one who pushed me here, Amber? You dragged me into the blood feud between the Blackwells and the Morrigans. You built this entire nightmare and dropped me in the middle of it. Why? What did I ever do to deserve any of this?"
The words kept coming.
In my first life, I sank into years of darkness before dying like that. And even after death, I still didn't get peace. My bones were broken. My skin was stripped. My body was torn apart until nothing of me was left whole.
I laughed, but tears spilled at the same time. They slid down my cheeks and dropped from my chin one by one.
I walked closer to her.
One step.
Then another.
Until there was no distance left between us.
