Chapter 19

Luna

A long, loud groan leaves my lips as I wake. I try to remember where I am, what happened. I'm in a bed that smells… Foreign. I take a few sniffs. The scent is musky and makes my body warm. I turn my head in the other direction and smell something sour like the way the clothes Mama and I found wrapped around the bones smelled before we washed them. It seems to be emanating from the sheets themselves, which feel a little greasy to the touch.

I think back, trying to remember coming here. An assault of pain, both emotional and physical, launches through me instead.

A bond I never wanted in the first place, torn from my soul. Mama's eyes closing, never to open again.

With a gasp of shock, I sink into the excruciating aches and gaping holes that leave my body open, vulnerable, and bereft.

Why am I still here? Why didn't I die like I wanted?