with forgiveness—Aunt Em had taught her that. Aunt Em… Uncle Henry… Neither one was real family, but they still felt like it, would always be. And she’d forgiven them, after they’d hurt her, too. Instead of believing her, they’d had her poked and prodded. Too many memories of needles and experiments. Perhaps there was a reason why she wasn’t permanently damaged by it all, because she was fae. Not human. Crow said he hadn’t come back for her once he remembered because he thought she was better off. But had she been? She had no doubt that Aunt Em and Uncle Henry had both loved her, but they
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