RISE (Sacrifice Book 4) by A.C. Heller

Author:A.C. Heller [Heller, A.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

"Through this world I've stumbled, so many times betrayed. Trying to find an honest word, to find the truth enslaved. Oh you speak to me in riddles, and you speak to me in rhymes. My body aches to breathe your breath. Your words keep me alive."

—Evans Blue

Damiano

The bathroom door slams shut and an involuntary shudder racks my body just as my head drops into my palms.

“Fuck,” I grit out to the empty room. I have made Sophie feel unwanted, and worse, unworthy. Never would I inflict such emotional turmoil on one as sweet as my dear Sophie.

My dearest Sophie... Her very name is beautiful to me, and her lips... Eternal bliss can be found beneath her silken pillow soft lips.

Never once have I been compelled to return a kiss, but her, I could not resist. The small kiss I returned was all I could bear to give. Anything more and I fear I would lose control.

Brushing my hair back away from my face, I crane my head to face the door as though it would open and Sophie would be on the other side, smiling brightly like I do so enjoy. It would do neither of us any good for me to go to her. All I can offer her is apologies… but her eyes alone told me that was not what she wanted to hear.

She wants more... I have decided long ago that “more” is not something that is possible for me.

Slipping into the Fade, I leave the compound. Moments later I stand in the living room of my Italian villa. Moving directly to an over-stuffed bookshelf in the corner of the room, I begin searching through the books.

Decades and decades of journals line the case. The paper inside and the bindings all vary, depending on the time period they were written. I have always wondered what would happen if these books were discovered. Would the world dismiss them as fiction? Or would they be used to teach and inspire?

Turning away from the bookcase I walk into my sleeping quarters and begin pulling clothing out of my wardrobe, tossing them haphazardly on the bed.

I have not had to endure a vision, but I know that I will not be returning to my villa for quite some time. I can feel it. I am needed elsewhere.

I am needed at the compound. Anuka is under my protection and I will not allow any harm to come to the others that dwell there. I am no fool. I know inevitably there will come a time that I cannot protect each and every one of them, but I have foreseen these events. I have replayed them over and over in my mind, looking for some indication that I should alter the series of events that leads to their deaths.

Shaking my head, I attempt to clear my mind of such disheartening and morbid thoughts. That decision will be made when it is time. Now is not that time. For now, all I need to concern myself with is packing the remainder of my clothes and returning to the compound.

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