'We're ready for you.'
Elina pulled the quilt to her, held it tightly against her body. The sense of fun was gone just like that. They were ready for her. They would lock her in that safety room, as they had Amelia, and they would try to destroy the splinter without it harming her or the baby.
She licked her lips and tasted fear.
"They want me now. Darkness isn't finished with me. Just as Amelia had a splinter of him in her, there is one in me. He hasn't used it yet, at least it doesn't appear as if he has, but we have to remove it." She kept her head up, refusing to be ashamed.
Damonq loved her just as she was and she refused to stay a coward. She refused to give Amelia advice and then fail to apply it to herself.
"Oh, honey." Clarissa reached out and caught her hand. "That devil needs killing."
"Yes, he does," She agreed. "I've had enough of him in my life and I want him gone. I also want the other children searched, just to be sure."