At some point in my downward spiral, my legs had given way, and Dain had rushed forward to catch me before I could hit the ground. His hands were steady, despite the restraints, and warm against my arms. The contact startled me back into myself, and I jerked away quickly, shaking him off.
"I don’t need your help," I muttered, backing away, more from myself than from him.
So what if he was right and they thought I was dead like I did, and that’s why I’d been left alone in this world to fend for myself, and Kael hadn’t actually rejected me because he was fed up with me. None of that mattered. That was then. This was now.
Things had changed, each and every one of our circumstances. And my situation now couldn’t afford to get distracted, not when Maya’s life was still dangling in the balance.
She was the priority. The only thing that mattered.
And if there was a cure for what was happening to her, I needed to get my
