Tensed beyond belief, she attempted to control the fear bubbling within her, knowing that her magic was flaring up. She struggled to keep her breathing in check as her chest constricted. She squeezed her eyes shut when she felt the prickling sensation of tears. She had promised herself when she’d gotten away that she would never cry over them again. They weren’t worth it but one look at her past and she was already crumbling. She hated that they still had power over her after all that time. She felt so weak, it was pathetic.