Chapter 104

Afterwards, everyone leaves and Rowan lets me have some time to myself by our parents' graves. I sit beside them since the dirt needs to settle and stare at the engraved stone slab sitting where their headstones will be placed once they're finished being made. For moments on end, I just stare. I don't know what to say or even think. My thoughts are circling around my head like a tornado. In the midst of the cloud of thoughts is the picture of the very recent and fresh memory. The memory of me finding my mother lying on the ground in a pool of her own blood. The haunting image of her last few breaths being taken will be with me for the rest of my life. Tears should be flowing, but my eyes are tired—I'm tired. I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of fighting these battles, both against myself and against the Destroyers. I'm tired of watching everyone I care about getting hurt or dying because of me. I'm tired of putting people in danger because of something that doesn't involve an