Page 57 of Eternal Craving
“What the hell does that mean?”
“We can hear each other’s thoughts.”
If it were true, it would explain the awful babbling of the soldiers.I don’t understand.
She gave me a knowing smile. “In time, you will.”
“What’s happening to me?”
“You’re in the midst of transition.”
“I’ve gone mad?”
She shook her head.
I ran my fingers through my hair and paced. “Is there a cure?”
She gave me an incredulous stare.
I tried to keep up with my racing thoughts. “This fogginess?—”
“It’s different for everyone. For you, some memory loss.”
“I feel drunk.”
“It’ll pass.”
“You’re the daughter of the woman from the mausoleum?”
“Iamthe woman from the mausoleum.”
“That’s not possible.”
“It obviously is. I am Sunaria.”
“Sunaria,” I whispered.
She gave me a smile.
“Then it was you who rescued me in that carriage outside the senator’s?” I studied her face for the truth.
She nodded.
It was so difficult to believe.
“Why don’t you age?” I brushed my fingertips across my smooth jaw, where stubble should be.
She peeked out of the window. “You have the potential to live for an eternity.”
I arched an eyebrow.
She met my gaze. “Unless the sun?—”
“How long before I can face it?”
She knelt close to Jacob and picked up a stuffed toy rabbit that she’d found on the floor. It had been Eduardo’s.
I held back tears. “Can you bring my son back? My wife?”
