*Ada*
I can hear Calvin. He left, but he didn’t go far. I focus on his voice, trying to ground myself with it. I’m in the training room in the palace. I’m safe. I’m not in the cave.
“She doesn’t like to be touched from behind,” he says. “I always let my aura touch her first so she knows it’s me and she’s safe. I should have warned you. I just didn’t think about it.”
I don’t want to hear their conversation, but if I focus on that instead of the memories flooding in, Molly won’t be able to see them. I don’t want her to know. I don’t want anyone to know. I’m sure she’ll show the King. He already doesn’t like me. That would only make it worse.
He does like you, Molly tells me gently. Great. She’s already in my head.
The feeling of his long, cold fingers wrapped around my wr
