Chapter 117: MIND-CONTROLLED AGGRESSION

Edeline It hurt deeply that my closest friend would do something like that to me. I glanced down at the blue hospital gown that covered me, remembering how Darius had torn my clothes off. A wave of revulsion washed over me, and I could almost feel his warm breath on my neck again. I just wanted to freshen up, to wash away any trace of his presence on my skin. My own blood... from the dirt and grime he left behind... My voice wavered as I spoke, "It wouldn't make sense if he knew she made it. He knows how she feels about me... he didn’t want to kill me. He wanted to make me his. Not take me out of the equation..." I pondered out loud, the words heavy with uncertainty. I couldn't make sense of it. Unless... Darius was completely unaware of his actions, maybe influenced by someone or something. That would explain a lot... I perched on Mirabelle's bed, my legs swinging over the edge as a question popped into my mind. "Hey, Mirabelle... do you know if there are any herbs that can affect som