Chapter 9 - Empathy

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Lies

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Lies. Deception. 

17 years of my life. Gone. Just like that.

Was this what I was meant to do? This was what I was destined for?

I ran down the stairs and out one of the huge ornate doors. I didn't know which one.

Before I knew it, I was in the dark, in the middle of a forest. Covered in snow.

It was freezing. 

I must be in the winter biome. How could I be so careless? I let my emotions get the better of me.

I looked around me. I was lost.

It was so quiet here. The night air howled, sending a shiver down my spine. 

I guess a summery maxi dress with shorts and espadrilles wasn't the best outfit to have on in the middle of a winter forest. 

I hugged myself and rubbed my arms, desperate for warmth. Running away from my problems wasn't the best option, was it? I'll probably freeze to death before anyone finds me.

I miss my friends...

Are they thinking of me? Did Nature erase their memories of me after I left? I wouldn't be surprised if she did. It's to "protect" me, remember?

How could someone be so cruel? The mother of all seasons, nature itself. It's ironic, isn't it? My father, guardian of the dark? At least he didn't wipe out the memories of a part of his population and ship them off to another island.

I dropped to my knees and broke down. My fingers dug into the snow. 

I let everything out. All the pain and betrayal. I sobbed and cried like mad. It was so cold my tears were beginning to freeze.

"Summer."

A familiar voice startled me. 

I frantically wiped my tears away and turned around.

"Henry."

"You're freezing."

He produced a fluffy blanket and wrapped it around me.

"How did you know where to find me?" I asked.

"I have the ability to feel others' emotions and seek the truth. I felt your pain..." he said.

Of course, Henry had powers this whole time. I forgot everyone I knew weren't who I thought they were.

"Did you read my mind?" I asked.

"When?" 

"Back at the cliff with the Twinkling Sapphires. You said what I was thinking at that time."

He sighed in defeat.

"I can only read thoughts that are very strong. I don't intentionally do them unless necessary."

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