(Aaron's POV)
"Leave me alone."
"Oh, but I'm trying to HELP you." She circles me like a predator. "You're down to a day and a half. Then what? You fade away, and she's left alone with that monster. Is that what you want?"
"The Creator has a plan—"
"The Creator!" Her cackle is like breaking glass. "The Creator who let you burn to death? Who let your mother die screaming? Who watches that girl suffer daily and does NOTHING?"
The words hit harder than they should.
"He gave me this time—"
"Seventy-two hours." She waves dismissively. "Barely enough to accomplish anything meaningful. And what have you achieved? She still suffers. Tyron still tortures her. You've changed NOTHING."
I clench my fists, hating that she's right.
"I'm doing what I can—"
"Are you?" She produces a crystal ball
