45. Purpose

“I am your kin, Nevea. A fairy.”

Nevea muffled her laugh. This had to be the wildest day she had ever had. Everything that happened was just too ridiculous that she couldn’t help but feel that it was a mere figment of her imagination.

“Fairy, you say. I must admit you have colorful imagination, Kiara.” Nevea barely bothered to hide her dislike. “First, you show me countless images with a different scene from what I remember; then you let me see a scene where I was punished for something silly. Lusting, that too for a demon. A creature we only know from myth.”

“You manipulated yourself into believing you live with a harmonious family and also forget despicable things you’ve ever done. I merely helped you to see without something clogging your views.” Kiara defended herself. “And a demon. If vampires, a creature that used to be a myth, could walk freely. What makes you think demon couldn’t?”

“You are manipulating me.”

“Stop it. Deep down in your heart, I know you realize that everything