Chapter 97

Fiona’s POV

She took a step towards him. “You think I am in some way connected to whatever it is the dark world is planning?”

Julian hesitated. He was contemplating telling her the truth; she saw it in his eyes, but then he looked up at her. “Yes. Remember when the movers took you to Bayland and you saw the ruin? I believe you saw the future. You were right to ask what I did. I got upset because, back then, I had not done anything, but now I know I did. To bring about this destruction, they needed the two of us, and I already played my part. But it doesn’t matter because, unlike me, you have a strong sense of judgement and will never do anything to aid the dark side. I have faith in you.”

His answer wasn’t what she had expected. And as his hand touched hers, she felt a spark within her, igniting the feelings she had not felt in months.

When she said she was happy here a week ago, it was not the entire truth, but it wasn’t a lie either; she loved here, her new life was here, Camila and Peter were both here as well as Cillian. This was why she couldn’t just leave.

Yet a whole new world waited for her. Her work, her people, and most importantly, her

sons.

“Then he told me to bring you along the next time I come visiting.” Cillian narrated the tale of his visit back home to her while they sat to eat lunch at the cafeteria of Harmony Hospital.

Fiona struggled between listening to him and reminiscing about the moment she had with Julian days ago in her head. It was a struggle. She felt guilty because he had paid close attention when she told him about her weekend, in which she left out a lot of details. It was only fair that she returned the favour to him, but she wasn’t doing that. She was thinking about the words her husband told her before leaving days ago.

“He wants to see me?” she asked the question because she heard the last part of his words.

“Yes.” He said, smiling.

“What did you tell him I was?”

He

to see me?” She asked, and her eyes caught a basket of

and that

blurted out at the same time he asked his question. Her hands ran up and covered her mouth, knowing how annoying

saw the basket of apples on the counter, then turned to her. “Wait here.” He said and rose

sat.

as he turned around, someone

him. Blond hair, mas-sive in size, six–foot tall.

Kenneth.

stood alert, and she immediately rose to her feet, startled at his presence.

dark world. He told her he was now under their control,

anyone

am sorry.” Cillian said and tried to step away, but Kenneth once again stepped in the way, so he couldn’t

me through? My friend is waiting for me.”

a word and instead reached and

in this basket. You could have picked one from there.” He stressed out but held

apple from his hand and bit into it, smirking down at him

in no way a match for Kenneth’s. She, however, couldn’t stand back and do nothing while

stopping when she got to where he was, and she placed herself between him

got close, and

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