Under the terms of my parole, I wasn't allowed to contact or visit Sarah, which was cruel beyond belief, though I wasn't sure what I felt for her anym...re. In my mind I loved her constantly, but what might have been a love borne of self-preservation with Steve, had matured into something too strong to even think of giving up just because I had been semi-freed. At least I'd never lied to Steve about Sarah. She had always known there was another woman in my life. I spared a few thoughts for. " He speaks truth, Seiðkona Nakkam and you know it," said Torsenn. "You've seen what these Nephilim are capable of." I would not see us descend to their level!" he angrily retorted."Then you will lose and lose badly if you do not set honour aside to deal with those who do not even recognise the concept. Do you ascribe honour to vipers? Or simply make sure they cannot bite you?" I asked.There were murmurs of agreement amongst the Seiðkona who had ported in with Nakkam, even Morgana nodded though. She turned off all the lights in her house, lit candles to calm me down, and held my head and stroked my hair as I cried. It was really touching and helped me to get over Stacy right then and there. Fast forward to today, and suddenly, Ashli is there right alongside my mother in the hospital. It was pretty surreal. The rest of the day was a blur as doctors came in to prompt me on my recovery and I was still a bit too spacy to know what was going on. But they released me just in time for school. "That's what you always told me isn't it?" she asked Sandra. The two men stood Sandra up. They moved her in front of her large executive leather chair behind her desk. Sandra had specially ordered the chair and it was widely known to be the most expensive chair in the office. The men roughly shoved her into the chair. "That leather ought to cool off your hot ass!" said Hector. Sandra had to admit that the cold leather almost felt good against her burning ass cheeks. Raymond pulled her arms.