Cursed
man I called my father was even my real father.

 
    After
over two hours of getting nowhere I tossed the journal aside. There was nothing
in the journal about me. Part of me wished I heard the woman out. I shouldn’t
have been so quick to dismiss her. I stood and walked to the window. The sun
was starting to come up. I wondered where Cornelius was. I missed him, and I
wished he would go back to being himself.
    “I
can hear you at times,” Cornelius said from behind me.
    I
spun around, startled by his sudden appearance. “Why do you keep doing that?” I
growled as I glared at him. I wasn’t really in the mood to deal with him right
at that moment. If he was the normal Cornelius I would have taken him to bed,
but he wasn’t.
    He
shrugged. “Habit, you think about me a lot,” he said watching me cautiously.
    I
rolled my eyes, and sat down on my bed. “Of course I do. I was in love with
you,” I said dryly.
    “Was?”
he asked still remaining where he was with his eyes locked on me.
    I
looked at him trying to decide what to say. “It is hard to love someone who doesn’t
love you back,” I said simply.
    “She
died,” he said quietly. His voice was strained with hurt.
    I
looked at him confused. “I died, Cornelius, but I am here now. I don’t
understand why you can’t accept that.”
    “How
do I know it is really you? How do I know this is some kind of trick?” he asked
sounding fearful.
    I
didn’t understand his fear, but I did understand his confusion. I was confused
myself. Everything had changed so drastically. I didn’t see the point in going
round and round with him. I couldn’t give him the answers he wanted because I
didn’t have them myself. “I don’t know. I don’t even know who I am anymore.
Maybe you are right to stay away.”
    “I
am trying, but you make it impossible,” he said in barely a whisper. He
actually sounded a little angry.
    “Fine,
I will attempt to stop thinking about you if it bothers you so much,” I said
darkly as I stood. I should have been tired, but I wasn’t. My mind was racing,
and I was full of energy. I didn’t feel like dealing with Cornelius. I had so
many questions and no answers. I was back to regretting not speaking to the
woman who claimed to be my mother.
    “I
can leave if you like,” Cornelius offered.
    I
looked at him confused. “You are the one who wants to forget me.”
    He
shifted as he continued to watch me. I wanted to know what he was thinking, but
I figured he wouldn’t tell me even if I asked. “I don’t want to forget you, I
just don’t understand what is going on.”
    I
rolled my eyes and sat back down on my bed. “Do you really think I do? I need
to get some sleep. You should go.”
    “Of
course,” he said softly, then he was gone.
    I
sighed and laid back on my bed. My life was getting to complicated and
confusing. I knew I would have to speak to the woman who I encountered earlier.
She obviously knew something. Maybe she could make what happened make sense.

 
    After
several failed attempts at falling asleep I decided to get dressed. I needed to
go back out and see if the woman would reappear. I made sure to pack extra
weapons since Julian, and who knows who else was out there waiting for me.
    I
walked downstairs hoping to avoid everyone. I didn’t want to be asked anymore
questions. I had no answers. I fought the urge to groan when I saw Aubrey,
Luca, and Kai waiting downstairs. I knew they were waiting for me because they
usually met in Luca’s office, unless they were trying to intercept me.
    “Where
are you going?” Luca asked trying to sound casual.
    “Out,”
I said simply. I wasn’t willing to explain myself. I had a feeling they were
hiding something from me; so I figured why not hide something from them.
    “That
really isn’t the wisest idea. Julian is out there somewhere and I am sure there
are others as well,” Aubrey said softly. I knew the tone of voice he was using.
It was the one he used when he thought I

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