Chapter 118: Leigh

I wanted to shout, to ward him off, but my jaw wouldn't work and only a series of whispers burst from my mouth. So I reached inside the confines of my own head.

What did you do with my mom? I growled at the Sorceressi.

A strange gleam lit Ica's eyes a brighter shade, almost like a smile would if she'd been alive. The eyebrow circled with what was left of her two tattoo lifted. What did we do? You're the one who brought her back.

I didn't, never willingly, though the memories the spiders inside my head had buried before I puked them out flashed in terrible detail of me doing just that. Me, raising my mom from the dead, even though I'd fought so hard to keep her in the ground. It couldn't be my memory, though. The spiders that had scuttled inside me must've planted it.

"Leigh!"

Dad was so close now, I could almost feel his breath crawling over the back of my neck.

Please, I begged. He can't see me like this, and if he sees my mom, it will crush him. Where is she?