21. Fight my demons

He's a bastard. That's all there is to it.

She had finally been freed from that dark dungeon called an interrogating room. It felt like she was being dragged into a dark vortex-

'Ugh! What kind of human is this?' She could tell Daimen had just slapped a hand on his face while shaking his head.

Uhm, who are you to complain? You're in my head. My privacy! If you're not comfortable or I seem weird enough, just L.E.A.V.E! Leave!

She spelt the last word slowly in exasperation.

'You talk too much in your head.'

Again, if you feel uncomfortable, leave. Please.

Just as she walked out of the room, she saw Chloe standing at a corner with her parents holding her protectively.

Mrs. Taylor and Mr. Mark were there as well.

But her-... No, she must be mistaken. They must be around somewhere, right?

She walked up to them. Immediately they saw her coming, they all focused on her. Mrs. Taylor held her immediately she was close.

"Are you okay, Isabella? Are they done with the questioning?" She asked h