Chapter 213

• [Amaryllis]
• All traces of the man who had only minutes before had been tending me with such love and care were gone as Calyx took a spot next to me. As we settle into our seats, the driver, a member of the Witch Force, leers back at me, eyeing me with a mixture of desire and disgust. Our eyes meet, and I can feel him scanning my mind, looking for something to prove I’m not what I say I am, that I’m not as meek as I pretend to be.
• But after having been abused by my uncle, forced many times to do things I regretted and wished I could erase, I was good at disassociating and letting my mind fall blank. After a few minutes of intense eye contact, I felt his searching mind retreat as he sat back, satisfied.