Chapter 71

Vivian’s POV

Outside with Zeke had left me exhausted. And now I was ready for a nap. Zeke asked if he could nap with me like in old times, but I was a woman now. It felt wrong. So I declined. His annoyed expression didn’t escape me.

Crawling into bed, I curled up with my pillow and immediately drifted into dreamland.

***

Burning. It was so warm. I looked around, and I was back. I was back to the day of the fight with Sarah. I looked down at my arms, and they were charred. Had I killed her already? This didn’t seem right. Why was I standing?

I saw her laughing at me; her skin was burnt, hair frayed, and barely sticking to her scalp. “Little baby Vivian is scared,” she mocked.

I was on the ground. Vines wrapped around my legs now. I couldn’t move. When did I sit down? “I’m not scared,” I argued.

Sarah walked towards me. “You’re scared to choose him. You’re scared of what Killian might do to him.”

I cringed. I hadn’t ever voiced it