Chapter 59
Sylus
"I didn’t have it before. I never had it. Why is it on me? It shouldn’t be! This mark was on—"
She stopped again, her voice faltering, her eyes darting in confusion, as if the answer she was searching for was slipping through her fingers.
I grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at me. Her golden eyes burned with panic and resistance, but I held firm.
“Tell me the truth, Annalise. The whole truth. This mark on you is no good news, and you damn well know it. We’ve been trying to figure out what’s going on with you, connecting the pieces of this puzzle—and this? This is a big piece. If you want answers about yourself, if you want our help, then stop holding back and tell me everything.”
Her gaze hardened, her jaw tightening in defiance.
“I don’t trust any of you
