Chapter 135

Helena sat in the chair near the fireplace, ignoring Dimitri's inconvenient comments. She could only hear the words of that girl accepting her fate so bravely, while she herself was a coward. She took a deep breath, placing one hand over her heart, feeling the weight of not being able to remember everything from when she was Selene. Deep down, she didn't want to remember all she had done as her. In her heart and nightmares, she felt that knowing everything she’d done would be unbearable. Being fully aware of what it meant to be a Banshee—announcing death and having premonitions—was already enough. She had no desire to relearn how to cast curses. In truth, she feared that, in a moment of anger, she might lose control and curse someone again, just as before.

Dimitri walked over to the other chair and sat down. From his coat pocket, he pulled out a bottle that surely contained wine. He stood up, poured a glass from a nearby table, and, turning to Helena, offered her the wine. Normally