Chapter 205\u00a0<\/p>\n
Athena\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve been staring at my hands for what feels like hours. They won\u2019t stop shaking. Theres this constant hum under my skin row, like sety\u00a0<\/p>\n
through my veins.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every time I look at them, I see Daxon and Seraphine\u2019s faces. The way they went cold and still because of what I did to them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The memory hits me again, and my stomach twists. Their eyes just\u2026 emptied. One second they were there, alive and breathing and probably planning more horrible things.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next second they were nothing. Just bodies on the ground because I couldn\u2019t control whatever this thing is inside me,\u00a0<\/p>\n
I know they deserved whatever they got, but it didn\u2019t make me feel less horrible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It doesn\u2019t matter that they were evil. It doesn\u2019t matter that they would have killed Tristan if I hadn\u2019t stopped them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What matters is that I took two lives without even meaning to. Without even understanding what I was doing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The power just reached out from me like it had a mind of its own. Like it was hungry for something and found exactly what it wanted in them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They all said it\u2019s not my fault, but I knew they\u2019re just trying to make me not feel bad.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way everyone\u2019s voice gets softer when they talk to me now tells me everything I need to know.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I know I try to keep my distance even when they\u2019re trying to act normal but it still hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I almost killed Tristan and Orion, how can I get that out of my mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And Tristan\u2026 Tristan tries to act like nothing\u2019s changed, but I catch him watching me\u00a0<\/p>\n
Like he\u2019s waiting for something to happen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We all know it\u2019s my fault, I was the reason we lost our parents.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That thought hits me like a punch to the chest. Mom and Dad died because of me too, Tristan lost his\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because of what I am, what I was born with. This cursed thing inside me that I never asked for and\u00a0<\/p>\n
can\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
set rid\u00a0<\/p>\n
How many more people have to die because I exist?\u00a0<\/p>\n
My chest gets tight and it\u2019s hard to breathe. There\u2019s this burning sensation behind my eyes that means I\u2019m\u00a0<\/p>\n
anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
about\u00a0<\/p>\n
but I don\u2019t want to cry\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019m tired of crying. I\u2019m tired of being scared. I\u2019m tired of being the thing everyone has to tiptoe around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWait,\u201d I heard Tristan say, I lifted my head and stared at him. There\u2019s this light in his eyes that wasn\u2019t there before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
think I\u2019ve found a solution.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lift my head higher, raised a brow and look at him, really look at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019s sitting forward in his chair now, and there\u2019s something different about the way he\u2019s holding himself. Like he just figured\u00a0<\/p>\n
out the answer to a puzzle\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
MON\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:05 Mon, Jan 12 R\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 205\u00a0<\/p>\n
that\u2019s been bothering him for days.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hope is dangerous. I learned that the hard way. You let yourself believe things might get better, and then they don\u2019t, and you\u2019re left lesion was due\u00a0<\/p>\n
when you started.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve had hope before. I hoped our parents would\u00a0<\/p>\n
hoped and Tristan would live happily together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But every single time, I ended up disappointed. Every sing\u00a0<\/p>\n
time, things got worse instead of better.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve been sitting here for the past hour convincing myself there\u2019s everyone I care about.\u00a0<\/p>\n
way out of this. That I\u2019m going to spend the rest of my life six feet away from\u00a0<\/p>\n
That thought makes my throat close up. Never being able Sarah and talk about normal things like we used to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
to\u00a0<\/p>\n
orig\u00a0<\/p>\n
gain. Never being able to hold Tristan\u2019s hand. Never being able to sit cines to\u00a0<\/p>\n
Never being able to touch anyone without wondering if this\u00a0<\/p>\n
will\u00a0<\/p>\n
the\u00a0<\/p>\n
kill them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What about Lily and Liam? God.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Tristan doesn\u2019t say things just to hear his own voice. He\u2019s not the type to throw around false promises or empty comfort.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan thinks before he speaks. He weighs his words. When he says he has an idea, it means he\u2019s actually thought it through from every angle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When he gets that look on his face, that serious, determined expression, it means he believes what he\u2019s about to say..\u00a0<\/p>\n
So even though part of me wants to protect myself from disappointment, another part of me starts to hope. Just a little. Just enough to hurt if I\u2019m\u00a0<\/p>\n
wrong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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