I didn’t struggle with Ivan as he took my hand to have a look at it. I sat in bed exhausted, with no more strength left in me and a pounding head. I had spent half an hour after Aaron left with Zion, crying my eyes out in pain. I didn’t even know when Damor left the room, and I didn’t care. My heart had been broken into a million pieces and was bleeding beyond repair. I wanted to wallow and being left alone helped me do that.
Aaron was taking away my son. He was doing it before my very eyes. He had denied me my son, only to bring him back when I had had enough of his games and snapped. Now Zion will believe something is wrong with me. He probably believes I am crazy and am even going to hurt him.
You were crazy, and you might not have had intentions of harming him, but you were harming y
