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I didn’t even bother refuting her insanity anymore This woman was more than brainwashed It was as if she’d had a brain transplant

She walked to the bookcase and pulled out a book before handing it to me

I didn’t take it

Her eyes turned steely at my disobedience before she set the book on the bedspread beside ht and prepare for Forneus”

“Prepare what for Forneus? And what is his real name?”

“Music” She never answered the second question

I glanced at the harp before I looked at her again “I have no idea how to play the harp—”

“Then learn” She stepped back and approached the door “I’estured to the door, ance that was just ominous

“I don’t worship Satan”

“Nor do we”

I hadn’t left my room since my interaction with Forneus All we’d had was a conversation, but it disturbed reatly that I didn’t want to leave my quarters The door to Beatrice’s room had stayed locked, so I hadn’t seen her I shuffled between two different feelings—fear and bravery Soth to speak my mind, but at other times, I was too scared to move an inch I knew this place wasn’t really hell, but sometimes my mind actually believed it was because it was so traumatic

“Allow uide you to worship”

I didn’t want to go anywhere with this bitch “I’ood”

“You need to pray with the other angels”

Other angels? All I’d seen was Beatrice and Claire There were others? “Women like me?”

“Yes Angels”

That was teht” I set the book aside and moved to the door

She didn’t s”