Sapphire Nightborne

It has been ten months since I had my family ripped away from me. Ten months since I had to endure brutal torture at the hands of the person who was supposedly ‘destined’ to love me. Ten months since I found out that my entire existence was just a lie, a pre-planned game where I was the pawn of an ancient love story... one of Kings and Queens.

It has been eight months since I escaped that accursed place with Chloe, my torturer’s sister. Both of us had had our freedom stripped away by the same man and eight months ago, we got it back. We ran like foxes chased by hounds as we tried to outrun the shadow of fate, not knowing of the dangers that might lie before us, but willing to face them if they brought us closer to freedom.

The both of us were able to find love, it is strange that things come to you the moment you stop looking for it. Chloe received what she had been yearning for and I was given my second chance at happiness. I was still solely determined to avenge my family for what had been done to them, but now, I had the time to heal and for once, had someone to guide me through my healing process. Through these months of trying to heal I realised that I did not escape from that hell-hole whole... something in me died there and I could feel its decay spreading through me, filling me with guilt and doubt that I had never experienced before. I would have been driven insane if I had been on my own, drowned in my very own thoughts, but a rock tethered me home, kept me safe, kept me happy.

Xander made me believe that I had a harbour here, but he made me lose sight of the storm that was fast approaching.