NOT THE MONSTER

"Ava," Isla's soft voice flits into the vision, "breathe Ava, just breathe, you need to remain calm, remember what you’re seeing is in the past. Try to see, focus on the truth, not the pain, see the truth."

Struggling to focus, I remove my hand from his head and sob, the loss, the pain. The grief is crippling. Seeing Aisling slaughtered by that deranged woman has ripped a part of my soul. Griffin, my poor Griffin.

"Keep going, Ava," Isla pushes, "you need to see everything..."

I swallow deeply, my eyes closing as tears leak from beneath my lids. I move my hand back on his temple, his skin warm, and inhale through my nose, opening my mind again and brace for what’s to come, images flooding me again, and I’m horrified. If Viktor was evil while Aisling was alive, what I see now shows his true malevolence. His behavior before her loss was mild in comparison to the psychopath he became, especially when Griffin turned 18.