Chapter 128

ELORA'S POV

I had the dagger back in my grasp.

I can't recall ever picking it up. I don't recall making my way to the table where it was placed. But there it was, as if it should have been there, heavy and cold in my palm.

I own you.

No. I'm not.

Yes, you are.

I gazed at it. As if sensing my thought...