Evelyn’s POV
“I thought you said Lana wasn’t there,” Thaddeus asked over my shoulder.
“She was there. She tried to put me out, she burnt her hands terribly,” I answer, my heart pounding in my chest. Remembering the smell of my burning flesh and my hair, so pungent I could almost taste it in the back of my throat, making me want to gag.
“I don’t want you take it away.” Orion watches me confused. I thought I wanted that, but I didn’t want to forget Lana. Why I did it, it made it easier to life with what I did.
“I don’t understand?” Orion said, moving closer, his head lying next to Thaddeus’s leg as he lays down.
“I don’t want to forget her; I need to know I did it for a reason,” I tell him looking away.
“What do you mean?” Thaddeus asked, pulling my face to his, his eyes searching my face.
“I… I..” I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
“You what, Evelyn?” Thaddeus asks and I could feel all their eyes on me.
“Anything you have done cannot be compared to the things we have done, Evelyn. We won’t judge you,” Ryland tells me, looking up at me.
“He wouldn’t have stopped, so I killed him. I set the fire, I set him on fire." They looked shocked and I could feel their shock through the bond before confusion set in again. I have carried that for so long and saying it felt like a relief, like someone had lifted the weight off me. I killed somebody. He may have been a monster, but I still killed someone.
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