Chapter 22

ZERO

I don’t know what’s going through Anne’s head. I know she wants me to give up on my plan of putting myself to sleep but she doesn’t understand—It’s not a plan, it’s necessary.

I can’t stay here for long. This is not my world. I am in the wrong place. I found her at the wrong time.

For some time, I did think about making this time mine. I learned the ways of this world, I forced myself to keep going in hopes that if I stay alive, I will be able to get back at the people who put me through this, the people who killed my mother. It turns out, I was living a lie—once again.

This can never be my world. And my mother is very much alive and breathing.

It was only me. I was the only one who suffered. Sometimes, I want to feel self—pity and get over this dull, boring ache in my chest but I can’t. It was my fault, to begin with. If I had control over my bloodthirst centuries ago, the Originals would have never found out about me. It’s all on me, so I can’t feel bad.

The only thing I can d
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