Two days after my night with Courtney, it was time for me to deal with Constance. Constance was now awake but was still not talking.
Over the day, I had thought about what to do about her. There was still an idea, but I thought it would be risky.
"Constance, do you want your memories wiped? If you can't handle it, I can make you forget about me." Those were the only words I could offer.
If my presence were harming her, then it would be better for me to remove myself from her life. Even if I had powers that could do a lot, I wasn't omnipotent.
Constance froze at the words I had said. This choice would be tough for anyone. What I gave her was the easy way out.
She can live her own life without having to face the burden. Or stay with the feelings she currently has.
The current Constance couldn't handle this. It was like she was given a trial by God herself. How ironic that she serves those so-called gods!