Fifty-one:
Emma Endless
“Focus,” Tatiana demanded of me.
I screwed up my face and tried to do as told. She was attempting to teach me how to make illusions with my powers outside of the Nightmare world. So far, nothing was happening. “This is not happening,” I said, “I can’t do this. I’m always going to be the girl that gets locked in towers or kidnapped or forced into marriages that they don’t want.”
Tatiana grabbed my hand. “No. You don’t get to be like this, Emma. The world told you that you had to be saved. You’ve been trained to think that way. But you are perfectly capable of saving yourself. Do you understand?”
I groaned. “I don’t know that I am. I nearly….”
“Nearly what?” Tatiana asked.
“I nearly killed myself once,” I admitted, “when I was abo
