Which got me thinking, did McKenzie feel this way whenever I did it to her?I was mainly concerned and I fear the worst. If anything happened to her I would feel an eternal guilt most likely resulting in me hating myself if she were to die because I was unhappy with my love life.So I hurriedly got out of bed and opened my door coming into view was Fayette with a plate of breakfast food.I approached her, “Have you seen McKenzie?”She nodded with a piece of bacon in her mouth, “Yeah, she's in the kitchen talking to Constantine and Perry.”I held my hand to my chest, “Oh, thank the gods!” She mumbled as she ripped part of the bacon off, “I sense a bit of a scare, eh?”I nodded, “Like you wouldn't believe.”She smiled, “Trust me.” She patted my shoulder, “I think I have an understanding.”I smiled back, “Thanks, by the way where are you going?” I poin

I spoke, “Now is not the time, Adelia.”Adelia yanked me by my chain as she forced me to kneel down to McKenzie's level. She whispered harshly, “Now.”I blurted, “I am the reason your parents are dead.”This got McKenzie's attention immediately as I felt her eyes bore into my skin and I couldn't bring myself to look at her. This whole time I'd been in this realm, it felt natural like everything fell into place and I hadn't even pieced it together until recently. I'd gotten so close to McKenzie in the last couple of days, I didn't want to ruin it but in a sense I guess I already did.To further explain myself, the white streak in my hair wasn't a genetic mutation of my parents’ genes, it was a mark of the damned. Any child conceived from an undergrounder with a darkened soul and a person from a different fraction were damned from birth.As legend had it, the Dark Enchantress Genevieve Dulongviair curses the child to t