The Tenth Chapter

There was only darkness.

Rozelyn chose to shut her eyes than bear to look at the black-clothed people’s dismayed faces.

This was worse than dying.

Rozelyn reprimanded herself for failing the expectations of her stepmom and the only man her heart chose to beat for.

Open your eyes, Rozelyn.

A masculine voice beseeched her. She was debating if her mind was just making up things or she had gone into absolute madness.

Open your eyes and witness your powers’ miracles.

It was the voice of Cyrill Clarke.

Rozelyn’s heart beats faster and heavier. She cannot bear to be ashamed again—not for the second time around.