Chapter 62: So Much To Tell
Tell me what Viviana meant. I spoke up first, the darkness of the basement oppressive, the weight of the stone in my pocket making me want to fish it out and toss it aside, to discard the soul within it I now felt stirring inside the rock. Instead, I held perfectly still, though not out of a choice to do so. Leah fought me for control while I pushed back, blocking her with a wall of darkness though doing so kept me immobile and without the ability to do much else.
Stalemate inside my own body. Lovely.
I don't know, Leah snapped. I've been trying to remember, you must know that. But it's all foggy and distant, like she's purposely kept the truth from me.
Or you've been keeping it from yourself, I sent.
That made her pause, a hiccup of fear filled time that we both suffered before she shrugged off the suggestion.