TAYLOR’S POV“Taylor. Taylor.” Oscala called out my name. Perhaps he wanted to tell me the wasn’t any time for my tears. I knew that but I didn’t want to hear it. Since I didn’t have to right to be happy, I should at least have that right to cry.“Taylor. Taylor get up. Taylor.”I clenched my teeth, my face twisting in anger. Why can’t he just leave me to work at my own pace? Can’t he see this do not that time for his commands?“Taylor, get up, come on!”“What?!” I sprang up and yelled into his face. “Do you ever shut up? Can you not read the mood, huh??” he didn’t say anything, instead he gestured to me to turn around. I did, slowly. My gaze fell on something.. no someone. She had her back turned to us. A cloak on her falling and pooling at her feet. I frowned.‘What is that? How are they in my mind?’“Oscala, what did you just conjure up?”“Its not me. I think this is you. Whatever that it, it appeared when you yelled for you mother.”I squinted, carefully walking towards the fig
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