Chapter 68

68 Xade’s pov Today was the third session and I am weakened by the pain. Threads snap one by one, and I hadn’t known I had so many memories with her until the pain became unbearable.

As Rose’s fingers dig into my scalp, my wolf scrapped for the comforting memories of Avery, whining and whimpering that she would not remember them but we would.

The death penalty seemed like heaven right now. Because this…this is hell.

Strip by strip my memories of her start to create threads that grew thinner every second. “Does this hurt her?” I manage to ask through gritted teeth. I really hope not.

“She’ll have a dull ache in her temples but that’s about it.” Rose replied and goes back to mumbling incoherent words. After a few minutes her hands leave my head.

“That’s enough for today,” she sighs tiredly. “We’ll continue tomorrow. It’s not long now.”

My heart rammed against my ribcage. “How many more days am I supposed to endure this?” I looked up at her as she stood up. She looks down at me in sorrow.

“Only four more….she’s subconsciously trying to hold onto the memories of you two,” Rose admitted, making my heart skip. “She doesn’t want to let go too.”

12.48 285 Vouchers Rose looked away. “We’ll continue this tomorrow,” she utters and by her expression, I had a feeling Rose was dragging this out on purpose.

When she leaves, Peter stays back and eyes me. “You haven’t eaten anything I’ve given you. Your family is worried.”

I snorted, looking at the stale bread in the corner of the room. Two days ago he had brought it, but I had no appetite to eat anything. “Becoming a stranger to someone you’re….close with will not make you want to eat too Peter.”

I staggered to my feet, wincing and holding my head. Hell. This feels like how I’d imagine hell to be. “You must eat Xade. Or you’ll black out by the next session.”

I let out a breath and an emotionless chuckle as I leaned against the wall to support me. “Good. Then I wouldn’t feel a thing.”

Peter sighed. “Never knew you weee this hard headed.”

I shrugged. “We all learn something every day.” I mumbled sarcastically.

“I’ll get you something to eat.” Peter grumble turning to leave.

“It wouldn’t matter if you do, I won’t eat anything.” I replied bitterly.

“Then ilk just have your father force feed you when he comes later on.” Peter threatened as he stepped out of the door.

Later that evening, like he had threatened, dad was the one who came with the tray. My belly grumble when I saw the burger and fries. “Thought you’d want this instead of some stale sandwich.” He joked when he entered the room.

With my elbows on my knees I looked away. “I’m not hungry.”

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My belly growled and dad sighed. “You know, you’re not doing yourself a favor by not eating Xade. After this she may not remember you but you can still protect her from afar. You can still live for her.”

Wrong. I am dying for her.

How is she?” I whispered, turning to look at him.

“Some mornings she wakes up confused, not recognizing us. It’s getting worse to the point the headmaster is getting involved. He’ll have her return to the dorm rooms with Melissa. That way it will be easier for her to not question why she’s been living with a boy she doesn’t know.” Dad mumbled.

My chest tightened. I guess this was it. Whatever Rose was doing was working and she was forgetting me…forgetting my family since it was through me she knew them.

I’m not concerned about Melissa since she’ll forget about me too. There won’t be a reason for them to not see eye to eye anymore.

After talking for a few with him forcing me to eat the burger he leaves. Now in the quiet space of the cell, my mind drifts to her, my lip twitching with the thought of her resisting to let go of me too.

She had rooted deep inside me, and one day perhaps before I come to an end, my roots can wrap around her one last time.

On the last session Rose came late. It’s night now and Peter is pacing the floor of the room. The small little window gleamed light blue light in. “Where the hell is she?” He hissed under his breath.

The door creaks open and her earthy scent fluttered through the air as she approaches us. “Sorry I am late, I had to prepare.” She said as she 12:48 68 #1 knelt down beside me, her hand reaching for my head.

Her fingers are cold against my skin and the familiar energy buzzed around her as she began. Her chanting was a storm that rolled over the air around us and as she pushed through my mind, I grunt at the pain.

However, something was different. Something didn’t feel like the other six times she had done this. I winced, and looked up at her to see her with a small smile on her face.

“Last time to say goodbye.” She whispered, just as I blacked out.