Chapter 67

I paced around the bedroom, our bedroom now. We moved back to his house and he went to work. He thought of work and I felt guilty distracting him from it. I wish I could find something pleasant in working. But I don't what he even deals with. After all that I heard, I may bring my death faster if I meddle with something that isn't my own.

I was so nervous that I didn't realize I was biting my fingernails until the window slammed because of the wind pulling my attention from the thoughts I needed to deal with. Since knowing about my death sentence, I spent a great deal thinking. I felt guilty or worse… It wasn't in my nature ignoring people's miseries or when they needed help. I needed to know what kind of cult activities Anais was doing before she disappeared and I possessed her body. What was the trigger?

Why wasn't I summoned until the day of the marriage? I mean the ritual happened way before that.