Scornful Sadie

by Felicia Tatum

  Chapter Four-The Past Haunts Me

  We found Aiden.

  Her words rang in my ears. Aiden Rivers was the first boy I kissed. The first boy I thought I could have loved. The first boy to give me butterflies.

  The day I lost him was the end of the old Sadie. I withdrew from most of my family, then left and began training day and night, and within a year I was ready to conquer the world. When I set out on my own, my parents begged me to reconsider, but they’d always been lenient and allowed us to make our own decisions.

  And my mind was made up.

  Now, Grandma stood in front of me telling me she knew where he was, how to reach him, but it would be pointless because he possessed no memories of me.

  She cupped her palm on my cheek. “I think I know a way to reverse the mind wipe.”

  I gasped, choking on my breath. “What?”

  She nodded. “I can’t do it without you.”

  “I’ll come back,” I said with conviction. “Two weeks.”

  She smiled warmly. “Two weeks.”