Clancy smiles at me, brushing hair away from my face. I couldn't help but stare at him in a different light. We weren't the same teenagers that watched a world we've built rise and fall.
"I know you're not a fan of what I do," he starts. "But trust me, it will all be worth it. That camp's memory will be remembered if you just fight by side like you always have."
That camp?
I inhale deeply, letting out a tired sigh. What I wouldn't give to be in the woods of East River, smelling fresh pine and listening to nature. I already began to miss the sound of the rippling lake, and how it rushed at the faintest breath.
I miss it all...but there was no chance of that dream to come true again.
Clancy pats my knee before rising to his feet. "I'll be downstairs whenever you're ready." Then he leaves me to my thoughts.
In an attempt to gain some of my strength, I rise to my feet only to fall back down on the bed. The pain in my ankle shoots up my leg. I grind my teeth, sucking sharp air into my lungs. The pain was so unbearable that I couldn't figure out where it truly hurt most.
The cold bedroom haunted my mind like darkness. A sick feeling crawled up my spine, a feeling that the worst would haunt me until Clancy would win.
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Science Fiction• book 2 • There's something beautiful about the ability to control another's mind. - - - - - - - - - - - - - { book 2 in the West-Gray series } I own nothing from The Darkest Minds, but Aeryn Westwood and situations she ends up in are my own. fir...
