As I had allowed Gray to pin me and unleash her wrath, I felt nothing. I felt hollow. I wanted out, vengeance be damned. That fire had blinked out at some point while I dwelled in my darkness. I didn’t understand why. It didn’t make sense, but having been near her for the past several hours had quieted the disturbing force that claimed me as its vessel. However, it came at a cost. The guilt. The pain. My conscience.
