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    Prologue
    I
could have fought, but I didn’t see what I had to gain. My friends would die.
They were really my only reason for living at this point. I had fought so hard
to keep them alive, and now it came down to them or me. I chose them. Of course
I chose them; without them there was no me. I was nobody. I had so much power,
and I was absolutely nothing without my friends. I had put them all through
enough. I was ready to surrender. I had enough. Enough of the lies and the
battles.
    “Why
so down? You got what you wanted. Your friends are alive. It isn’t as if they
cared about you anyway. They thought you were dead and they all moved on,”
Maven said as she watched her henchmen chain me. She was thoroughly enjoying
herself.
    “If
I got what I wanted you would be dead,” I countered watching her. I still
despised her. It was impossible for me to disguise it. I wouldn’t mind watching
her suffer and die in agony; but it appeared I would never see it.
    She
laughed and it was high pitched cackle. “Unfortunately for you; you won’t have
the pleasure of ever seeing me die.” Just the sound of her voice made me
angrier. I could feel my rage just below the surface. It was suffocating; but I
couldn’t do anything. I surrendered for them. I had to keep telling myself
that.
    I
looked away refusing to play her game. I wouldn’t fight. I would rather die;
then cause my friends anymore harm. Her two goons finished chaining me. They
lifted me and shoved me into a coffin. I hated coffins, but I refused to show
any emotion. I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction.
    “Ah
there you are Nina,” Maven said happily. “Do your thing; make her forget. I
don’t even want her to have her memories to hold on to.”
    I
swallowed the lump in my throat and kept my mouth shut. Maybe it was better
this way. Maybe not remembering anything would make this less painful. Then
again it could make it torture because I wouldn’t know why I was there in the
first place. “Why not do it yourself, you coward? You are a witch,” I said
trying to keep Maven talking.
    She
laughed. “Because your friends would come after me. If they don’t know what
witch did it, that is if they ever do happen to find you, they won’t know where
to look. I will be the only one that can tell them; so if they ever kill me
they can’t help you.”
    She
was right. They wouldn’t know where to look. She was trying to make sure I
would suffer. I didn’t say anything else. There was nothing else to say. A
woman that looked a lot like Rita looked down at me. She held her hand just
above my head and started speaking in a language I didn’t understand.
    Maven
sighed as she looked down at me. “Well Bella I suppose this is goodbye. It
really is a shame. You were one of my greatest adversaries. It is too bad you
have so much of a heart.” She made a motion with her hand and the lid was
brought down and locked into place. This was it; I was trapped. I closed my
eyes as a warm tingling sensation came over me; then everything went black.
     

 
    Three Weeks Later….
    “Bella
wake up. You are no longer on summer vacation. School starts today and you are
going to be late,” my mother chided.
    I
groaned and looked at the ceiling. I wasn’t looking forward to college. I
wished the summer hadn’t gone so fast. This last summer with my grandmother was
a blur. I didn’t remember much of it. My mother said after the car accident I
forgot much of the summer. I was in a coma for a week, and they didn’t think I
would recover; but here I was two weeks later getting ready for college. My
mother had moved to a new town, and I had forgotten all of it. I decided to
quit procrastinating. I climbed out of bed and went to shower. I could already
tell it was going to be a very long day.
    After
I dressed I walked downstairs. My mother smiled at me as she set a plate of
pancakes on the table. “Why are you so happy?” I asked as I sat down.
    “I
am just glad I get to see