Chapter 60: Punishment

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A punishment. Nevaeh was sure she had heard that before. He had said something about his punishment.

Her eyes moved danced around in accordance with her brain as she tried to remember.

The portraits. Her eyes widened as she turned towards them.

This... this was the punishment he talked about. And now the tattoo was another? She didn't quite understand this. Though she was getting some answers, she was left with a thousand more questions.

How was this a punishment? And why was he punishing himself? This seems to be self-inflicted. And how does it help him remember? And what does he want to remember?

She turned around to Laila, who had put her wings away. "Why is he punishing himself?" She asked. She didn't know why, but she was already feeling sad again. It was as if she could feel the pain behind the answer she was yet to receive. Something was always happening to her whenever it came to Dale. There was a heavy and depressing feeling that comes to her heart when she remembers the heaviness of his voice or the sadness that lingers in his eyes sometimes when he stares at her.

Her gaze on Laila was pressing, demanding an impromptu answer from her.

Laila sighed when she saw the look in her eyes. "There are some things he should tell you himself, but be rest assured Engel is never going to hurt you. He'd die before a strand of your hair is hurt." She chuckled at her words. Hasn't she been hurt already?

Well, good luck to whoever placed that spell on her. They should find a dimension beyond reach for Engel. They'd be dead the moment his eyes fell on them.

Nevaeh also believed Dale wouldn't hurt her. Though she had been scared of the rumours surrounding him, the man had shown her there was more to him. And now, she was only scared because of how he made her feel.

Nevaeh wasn't satisfied with the answer she had be given. Wasn't that the same answer Mr Simon had given her?

She didn't think Dale would tell her what he was or why he was punishing himself. She doubted he would give her all the answers she needed. Or would he? She had a feeling this punishment had something to do with Elle.

Elle was his actual wife, so it should be related to her, right? She didn't know.

She wanted more answers, especially about Dale. But it seems those around him weren't going to provide her with them.

But, if Laila weren't going to tell her anything about Dale, then maybe she would tell her about other stuff, like her kind. Things that would help her prepare herself. Whatever she was supposed to prepare herself for.

"Are there others like you? I mean more, Angels." She asked as she walked towards her seat. She was feeling a bit tired. The things sleeplessness could do. She sighed inwardly.

Laila followed her to the desk, where she also sat. "Yes, there are. But only a few dwell on this dimension, earth."

"Dimensions?" She had read that too. "So there truly are planets exclusive for different creatures?" Laila nodded to her question.

"And some of these other creatures live here?" She asked. A hint of fear was already lingering inside her eyes. She couldn't imagine that the kind of monsters in that book actually walked among humans. That only meant they could take human forms.

And as if Laila had read the last thoughts on her mind, she answered. "Yes. They take on the forms of humans and live among them."

"Why?" She asked.

"Different reasons, depending on their kind." 

Nevaeh slowly gulped at that information. She wondered if she had ever encountered a non-human species before. Her eyes fell on her hand. The lady who had done that to her wasn't human, right? She couldn't be. She had looked different and had suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"The person who did this, was she human?" She asked. Her intensely curious eyes bore at Laila like she could kiss the answers off her lips with them.

Laila gently touched her hand before replying, "No. She was a witch."

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Nevaeh's eyes almost fell out. 'A witch?' So there were witches too. But what business did she have with a witch? She looked at her hand again. Now this explains why the wound wouldn't heal. There were so many mysteries surrounding this unfortunate cut on her hand. This was why Dale blamed himself for it and why he had not let her see a doctor because it wasn't an ordinary cut.

But why would a witch hurt her?

"Why did she cut me? Was it some sort of ritual?" She asked. The curiosity glistening in her eyes was blinding.

"Ritual? That's your theory?" Laila almost laughed out. Nevaeh's childish theory amused her.

Nevaeh didn't see the need to laugh. What did she expect her to say? She was new to all this. She lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

"If it wasn't that, then what was it?" She asked.

"A spell," Laila replied as she tucked a piece of fruit into her mouth.

"A s...spell?" Nevaeh asked in shock, while Laila nodded. She was spelled? She looked at her hand in horror before looking back at Laila.

Laila sat upright when she saw the horrified look on her face. The girl had turned pale-white in an instant.

"Elleanor, it's not that kind of spell." She hurriedly said. "I'm not sure I know what has gone through that head of yours, but it isn't a spell that kills you."

Not the one that kills her. She whispered in her head. Nevaeh still wasn't relaxed after that answer.

"T–then what sort of spell is it?" Her trembling voice revealed how much fear was brooding inside her.

"It's a remembering spell."

"Remembering what?"

"Spell," Laila answered. "It's a spell cast on people to make them remember memories they've lost or-" She paused. "A past life they can't remember." She said.

Nevaeh's lid rapidly fluttered in a haphazard manner suggesting her befuddlement by what she had just said.

A lost memory or a past life?

W-what nonsense was this? Which of those cases applied to her? She didn't suffer from memory loss. And what past life?

"Which of both cases applies to my...to me?" She asked. Her heart was slowly pounding with fretful anticipation.

She felt an eternity had passed when Laila didn't instantly give her the answer she wanted.

"Laila?" She softly called. She was feeling extremely nervous.

"A past life."

A past life? Dale had a past life with Elle? T–that was unexpected. Her eyes suddenly began to sting with tears.

Why was her heart squeezing so badly?

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