“All this time, I had believed that I was under Drew’s trance...that I was was under his possession. But now, I realized he was under mine…Without a choice to fall, he crashed...and without a choice to speak, he was spoken for. But I knew what developed between us had been real...as I could feel it even in this pain, in this confusion, and this neglect. And I knew he could too.”
Lavender watched as the man she had known to be her father slowly slipped away into his sleep, while she was too anxious to keep her eyes closed any longer than a blink. Every single noise she heard within the basement of the cathedral where she was locked away had made her believe that it was Drew, per Astrid’s words, but each time, she would be met with disappointing silence. This continued as tears filled her e
