VALORIA WILDEROSE
By the next day, I'm healthier and stronger.
The side effects of being poisoned are almost nonexistent thanks to Calliope's concoctions every six hours.
Proof that the bitterness in the medicine does mean it works.
And with this newfound strength, I throw myself back into work and research to make up for lost time spent healing and recuperating after the amount of days that have been stolen from me.
But it's not just that.
A lot is on my mind—thoughts I need to think and decipher, too much to process, leaving me on the verge of losing my mind.
I said I was going to figure out who had it out for me in my family, but I have no way of knowing, and that uncertainty has left me feeling helpless and anxious.
Anxiousness that pushes me towards something I can actually possibly make sense of, which is finding that dagger again.
My mission has now become my new salvation in all areas of my life.
