to kill her. If there’s anything I can do to make things easier for her, I’ll do it. No matter what.
Also? Really hoping I don’t have to wear that green tunic again. I mean, I look awesome—but I’m sick of losing people.
I’m sick of losing in general.
But staring at this memory isn’t going to help with that, so… moving on!
MEMORY #7
Ugh.
That’s all my brain wants to say about this memory.
Just… ugh.
But that’s not going to be helpful.
Neither will the many thoughts I have about the way Fitz is freaking out. Or the fact that I was only there because Alden basically asked me to join Team Fitzphie.
(Yeah, I know. I wanted to say no. But I said yes for her. She deserves to decide what she wants—even if it’s not me.)
As for helpful thoughts… I don’t know. Alvar definitely looks super meek and remorseful. And I know I’m supposed to see that and think, LIAR! TRAITOR! LOCK HIM UP!
And I do think that.
But the weird thing about being an Empath is that I also know, for a fact, that he actually was meek and remorseful after he lost his memories. And if they hadn’t come back, I think he would’ve stayed that way. Which is pretty terrifying, if you think about it.
Means we don’t have to be born evil to be evil.
We can switch sides anytime.
Pretty sure that’s what my mom is counting on.…
And before I go any farther down that depressing thought-path, let’s move on.
MEMORY #8
Welp. I knew I was going to have to face my mommy issues eventually, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand here we are.
I mean… look at her!
She looks like she’s cheering on her favorite team in bramble, not torturing (and almost killing) her son! And that was seriously her expression. I’d told myself not to look at her, but I did end up stealing one quick glance, and I swear, I could imagine her chanting, Legacy, legacy, legacy!
Then there’s Tammy Boy. I should probably hate him for this, since it’s not like he’s ever been my favorite person. But… he did try to warn me. And I know he only cooperated because of those creepy light-things on his wrists.
So… I guess I can’t really hold it against him.
(But I will keep right on making fun of his stupid silver bangs!)
As for Foster… I probably shouldn’t admit this because it’s super selfish and horrible, but… I’m really glad she was there. It killed me seeing her bound and helpless like that—kills me now just remembering it. And I can only imagine what kind of nightmares she must have.
But… if she hadn’t been there—and hadn’t gone all mega-powerful Telepath and kept our minds connected when the shadows hit me—I don’t know what would’ve happened.
Actually, maybe I do know.
I wanted to retreat into that darkness and never come back. But Sophie called for me. And I came back for her.
I’ll always…
Ugh, I’m back to more sappy, pointless rambling. Pretty sure that proves this project is a waste of time. It hasn’t triggered any new memories. I haven’t learned anything new about stellarlune, or those humans my mom killed, or the letter I delivered, or anything else. Seems like a pretty epic fail. But what else is new?
I guess I can try again later. But I think I’d better take a break, before I write something really embarrassing. Like how I’m pretty sure I’m—
HA!
I’m reckless, but I’m not that reckless!
Not that it matters. I’m going to hide this notebook so well, I doubt I’ll even be able to find it. And I should probably do that now because my ridiculously annoying bodyguard is getting bored. (YEAH, RO—I HEAR YOU LOUD-SIGHING OVER AND OVER. I’M PRETTY SURE EVERY PERSON ON THE PLANET CAN HEAR YOU!!) And when she gets bored, she gets really humiliating ideas.
So… Hunkyhair → out.
Novella
Hi again, everyone!
Yay—you’re still here! I hope that means you enjoyed the first half of this book—though I have a feeling some of you have snuck back here before reading all of that other awesome stuff because you’re dying to know what’s going to happen next to Sophie and her friends. And that’s fine. I won’t judge.
BUT.
Like I said earlier, the novella you’re about to read takes place right after the ending of Legacy, so I need to interrupt this letter for yet another gigantic SPOILER ALERT !
If you haven’t read Legacy yet—and don’t want any of the twists and surprises spoiled—turn and flee immediately! Even the rest of this letter isn’t safe!
I’m going to pause one final