Seventy seven

~Hazel~

Wasn’t such a long day as I spent my time on my phone looking through every article that talked about the mysterious weapon that killed mythical creatures.

I had gone through a thousand pictures and I still couldn’t remember anything or even see half pictures in my head.

They didn’t look familiar at all and it hurt as it settles in that I might really not be getting any memory back and might likely not be able to help Tristan like i planned to.

I know he said it was fine but I really wanted to do this for myself. I wanted to do something for him to feel I wasn’t always in need of help but could render some too.

Who exactly was I kidding? I guess I’ll forever be indebted to him and let him handle this the way he wants to handle it.

I guess I should have really not agreed to letting Asher continue in these lands.

I bite my lips slowly as my mistake registered deeply.

I had completely ignored every one of Marcus ' efforts to distract me and force me to liste