Chapter 93

　　Louisa's POV 　　As I was pushed away by Darren, my world collapsed into shatters. 　　I have thousands of words in my heart, but they melt on the tip of my tongue. All of a sudden, all the beautiful things in my life, friendship, trust, hope, and laughter, evaporated into the thin air. 　　He lied to me. 　　He wanted to kill me. 　　That day in the marsh, before I drowned, he desperately asked about my real name. 　　The sad image of him was engraved in my mind. 　　A hopeless, crying warlock, drenched all over in the mud, calling me by a randomly made-up name. 　　Even when I was lingering on the verge of death, he was still thinking of getting my real name before letting me drown. 　　He was sitting there, crest-fallen like a dried pear, watching me lose everything in front of him and drown in the full of sorrow as a sea of sand. 　　A giant pair of hands lifted me up. I looked up and saw it was Lucas. 　　I didn't protest when he put me on his horse. 　　I didn't protest when he sat behind me and wrapp