But her brain had been reprogrammed to reject this clarity. Every time she experienced this clarity near Neville, the embedded conditioning had violently snapped back. It triggered an even more vicious, psychotic fit targeting Neville directly.
It was the exact same toxic mechanism that had eventually allowed Salia's whispers to cloud her judgment. Cloud her mind to doubt why Salia was in her head. Cloud her consciousness to completely override her after getting injected by Ethan's concoction.
God... Neville is too good for that bastard Grayson.
A bitter, self-deprecating smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. Setting aside all her old prejudices and forced impressions, the truth was obvious: Grayson didn't deserve Neville.
Lilianna slowly raised her head, looking up through the misty dark sky where 'Grayson' was hovering, holding the unconscious form of Neville against his chest.
If he's that powerful, why hasn't he ended this?
