that God sent you to help her.” I wiped at my face, my features contorting in disagreement. “Except I didn’t help her.” Marlena smiled as she stood, and I followed as she began walking. “Unlike you, my gifts came to me early. I don’t really know if I was born with them, or if something that happened to me triggered it.” “Did something happen to you?” “My mother suffered from schizophrenia. I was too young to understand what was happening and she absolutely terrified me.” I frowned, understanding how she felt. “She tried to drown me in the bathtub when I was four because the voices told her
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