"Sophie, a voice called shaking my shoulder. "Sophie" the voice called again more urgently this time. I let my mind lock onto the voice, while it was urgent it was still light it was soft and calm.
Linh I thought, the voice was Linh's. I wanted to open my eyes, to wake up but something dragged me down, something deeper within my gut.
What eventually woke me up was a soft breeze, my mind latched onto the idea that Keefe was right beside me in the whole mess of things. But it couldn't be Keefe, he was in the healing center in a coma and he wasn't about to wake up.
Yet my eyes flew open and it was Linh, and not Keefe yet I still refused to look at the Councilor's face instead turning my head away.
Part of the reason I didn't look at her was because I still hated her, but I knew a part of it was still because of our similarities, our hair color our eyes our lips our noses and even small things like the way she sounded, it was all too similar to my own.
Despite what my "mother" would say, I couldn't just forget what she did, she hurt me it didn't matter if she said she cared about me or loved me, she lied to me.
I know this was a short chapter if I choose to continue this I'll try to make the others longer.