Though she had once dreamed of forgetting every agonising moment of that life, she was thankful Death had punished her with the curse of never forgetting a single moment. Silene did not know who she was without pain, and she was afraid—Silene was afraid that if she didn’t remember the violence, she would forget who she was. Silene was afraid to live without remembering the pain. She was afraid that she might forgive herself for what she had done.
