In fact, it might be better if you do because I need you to PROMISE that you won't try to find me. And I'm not going to ask you to not hate me. And I CAN’T control them-just like I can’t stop my mom from forcing me to use them. There seriously aren’t strong enough words to explain how horrible they are. I can’t tell you more without putting you in danger, so just… trust me when I say that the powers my mom gave me are super bad.
I’m just trying to make sure I don’t hurt anyone. I’m not trying to fix everything or save everyone this time. But I don’t have any extra paper, and crossing it out would look worse, so… I guess we’ll just have to add it to my list of mistakes.Īnd I know you’re going to think that everything I’m about to say should also be on that long list of Keefe Fails. Ugh- I’m already regretting starting this letter that way. Curious, she tore it open and saw achingly familiar handwriting: Maybe Dex? Then, her eyes were drawn to the note sitting beside the cage. The imp was sporting black stripes with teal and purple in between, which made him look like a mermaid tiger. Sandor opened the door to her room and to their surprise, Iggy’s cage was resting on her bed.
She could contemplate the past some other time.
She walked up the stairs, ready to take a shower and collapse into sleep. Havenfield’s pastures soon glittered into view, and her mind chewed on the eventful day she’d had. Sophie was ready to relax and wash away the ever-present stress, unsure if she had made the right decision at the warehouse.
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