Chapter 155
Faith’s Pov
The first thing I saw when I woke up was a light. It hurt my eyes, but in a soft, dreamy way.
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I blinked hard, trying to clear the fuzzy feeling from my head. I was lying down, and when I sat up I
gasped.
I was surrounded by flowers. Not just normal flowers, but flowers that glowed in every color
imaginable blue, burning reds, and soft, ethereal whites but they all had this glittering shine to
them.
The air was thick and warm and smelled like everything beautiful you could ever remember. It felt
perfect, almost too perfect to be real. It felt like a memory I hadn’t made yet.
A deep panic settled in my stomach. I was alone.
“Hello?” I called out, my voice sounding weak in the vast, silent field. “Is anyone here?”
I jumped to my feet, spinning around. Where was I? What happened.
“Please! Help me!” I screamed in panic. Where am I, where were my children? What is happening”
I started running, pushing through the glowing petals. But no matter how far I ran, the flowers just kept going. There was no sky, only endless, brilliant light. My breath was ragged, and tears started streaming down my face. I was trapped.
Just as I was about to fall to my knees from exhaustion, I saw him.
He was standing maybe ten feet away, perfectly still, looking right at me. He was tall, dressed simply, and his presence felt like a whisper of warmth. But it wasn’t his height or his clothes that stopped me cold.
It was his eyes.
They were the exact shade of brilliant emerald green that I saw every morning when I looked in the mirror. They were my eyes.
He didn’t move, just watched me with a soft, knowing smile.
“Hello.”
I took a stumbling step closer, wiping my face with my sleeve. The fear was still there, but now it was mixed with a strange familiarity. I felt like I knew him but I’ve never met him.
“Who are you?” I demanded, trying to sound brave, but my voice trembled.
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He only smiled wider. “You have grown up into such a beautiful young lady, Faith.”
My confusion skyrocketed. How did he know my name?
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“What?” I shook my head violently. “Who are you? Do you know me? Because I don’t know you.
Where is this place? Tell me where my kids are!”
He took a slow step toward me. The light seemed to gather around him, making his green eyes shine even brighter.
“Do you truly not recognize me?” he asked, a hint of sadness in his tone.
I stared at him, trying to remember something. He felt like home, but he was a stranger.
“No,” I whispered. “I don’t. Please, just tell me.”
He lowered his gaze for a second, then looked up, his expression full of regret and love.
“I am your father, Faith.”
The world tilted.
In that instant, everything shifted. The shared green color of our eyes, the shape of his jaw, it was
all there. The recognition wasn’t in my memory, but in my soul. This was the man I had never met,
the man whose absence had defined so much of my life.
My eyes burned with fresh tears. “My… my father?” I choked out. The first, terrified question leaped out before I could stop it. “Am I dead? Is that why I’m here?”
He laughed, a warm, rich sound that echoed among the glowing flowers. “No, my dear. You are
very much alive. Come with me.”
He turned and started walking deeper into the shining garden. I followed him instantly, unable to
pull my gaze away. He moved with a quiet power.
We walked for a long time, the perfection of the place calming my panicked heart. Finally, we
came to a clearing where a white bench sat under a beautiful colorful tree.
My father sat down and patted the space next to him. “Have a seat.”
I lowered myself onto the cool stone beside him. He turned to me, his hand hovering over my shoulder.
“Faith,” he said softly. “May I hug you?”
My breath hitched. This was my biological father, the man I had only dreamed of meeting. I have been hearing bad things about him but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s my father.
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“Yes,” I whispered, tears flooding my vision again, but this time they were different. They were
happy tears. “Oh, yes, please.”
He pulled me into a hard, strong embrace. It felt safe. It felt like everything.
When we pulled apart, he wiped a tear from my cheek with his thumb.
“You are not dead. You cannot die yet. You have a purpose, Faith. You must fulfill your destiny.”
I frowned, the happiness fading slightly, replaced by the weight of the word destiny. “What is my
destiny? What are you talking about?”
He looked into my eyes, searching. “Deep down, you know the answer.”
I shook my head, avoiding his gaze. “No, I don’t. I don’t know why… why it has to be me. Why do I
have to be the one to destroy my own brother?” My voice broke.
He sighed, the light around him seeming to dim just slightly.
“It is not Kyle’s fault how he came to be,” my father said gently. “But it is mine. It is my cross to bear for being the man I was. I brought the darkness into this world, and that legacy has twisted him.”
I felt the immense burden of what he was saying. “But I’m not strong enough,” I argued, remembering what he said to me that day. “He has proved that to me time and time again. I can’t
stop him.”
My father took my hand, his grip firm. “You are the only one who can do it, Faith. But to do it, you
must first believe that you can. You are the balance. You are stronger than you know.”
“Is it true?” I asked, desperation making my voice small. “Will I either save the world or destroy it?
And will I die?”
He smiled, a look of profound love warming his face. “I am taking good care of my grandson. And I promise you, I will make sure nothing happens to you. Your other grandchildren need you. But the more you let Kyle continue what he is doing, the more you put all of their lives in danger.”
He squeezed my hand. “My actions are the reason why you had such a difficult childhood. If I could change everything, I would, I single–handedly ruined my children’s lives. None of that is fair to you or Kyle. But what happened, happened. I can’t change the past.”
He looked directly at me. “But the future, Faith, is entirely in your hands.”
He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Don’t think of it as killing Kyle. Think of it as saving him. You are saving his life and his conscience. Because when push comes to shove, when he truly realizes the destruction he has created, he will not want to live in it.”
The tears came again, heavy and overwhelming, but this time they were tears of understanding,
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not fear. I knew he was right. I knew what had to be done.
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I leaned my head against his shoulder. “I wish I could stay here with you forever,” I sobbed. “I love
you.”
He wrapped his arm around me one last time. “I love you just as much, my daughter. More than
you will ever know. But for now, you have to go. You have to fulfill your destiny.”
The light around us suddenly became too painful. It felt like fire against my skin, pulling me away.
The smell of the perfect flowers turned sharp and distant.
“Wait!” I cried, reaching out for him.
He was already fading, his beautiful green eyes being swallowed by the overwhelming white light.
“Be brave, Faith,” his voice echoed, sounding far away.
The shining, perfect garden vanished.
I woke with a violent gasp, choking on air, my body rigid. Something hard and cold was pressing
against my back.
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