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23. Cillian

It was dawn by the time she woke up. Even with me splashing her face with water, nudging her gently, roughly, full-pelt shaking her to try and get a response. She just fluttered her eyes, freshly awoken from a great night’s sleep once the dawn sun hit her.

I am a wreck. Up all night watching Zena get her beauty sleep whilst Matilda wonders what games I am playing.

“Morning, did you get any sleep?” she asks nonchalantly.

“Are you for real?” I snap back at her. “You had a fit, convulsed and then just passed out for like eight hours!”

“Oh yeah, it can happen. It’s very intense getting readings you know. Especially via fire. It’s very draining.”

“So you knew this might happen. That I would break the promise I gave?”

“Cillian…” she started but I had already set off walking. “Screw your prophecy! I just wanted to make sure you were alive.”

Without giving her a second to answer I stormed along the muddy trail. My pulse thundered in outrage. I have never wanted to throttle someone so badly
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