forward and poured me some lemonade.
"I hate to disappoint you, Sarallia, but I doubt that I will ever be your daughter-in-law." I felt my throat closing up but I refused to break down in front of this woman. I pushed the tears away and focused on what she was saying.
"It might seem that way now, but I have every confidence that he will regain his memory. He has already remembered some things that he should not have if he had been properly mind-wiped. Contrary to appearances, I am not merely an old woman desperately wanting her only son to look at her and remember who she is."
I was feeling too many emotions. Bitter and angry, as well as sad and despairing. I had somehow completely lost the filter on my mouth.
"I thought that you would like him to forget you. That way, you could portray yourself as a sweet, old doting mother who had never done anything to harm him."
She flinched at my words but she didn't back down.
"You have a point. But I would rather he remember me, warts and all, than the nothingness I see when he looks at me. You know what I'm talking about."
Oh, I knew.
"Now we are aligned, Kenna. We both love Dar and want him to regain his memory."
I couldn't let her continue without telling her what had happened.
"That's true," I said. "But there's something you should know."
"What's that?" she said, looking wary.
"Dar broke up with me. I don't know exactly why. He doesn't want me anymore, Sarallia." I tried not to sound as pathetic as I felt.
She didn't look upset at all. In fact, she started laughing.
"Nonsense, that's just because he doesn't remember you right now. Don't give up hope, Kenna. He will."
"How can you be so sure?"
"He will remember you and you will be together. I will have grand babies before I die, Kenna."
"What makes you so sure?"
She stared down at her hands.
"He said that you were his sheeranla, Kenna. Do you know what that is? What that means?"
"I looked it up. The dictionary says it means soul mate or chosen one."
"Yes, but Unified doesn't do the word justice. In our language, sheeranla is a spiritual mate as well as someone that you partner with â body, mind, and soul. A sheeranla comes with you through all your lifetimes until you join with The Three forever."
My eyebrows nearly touched my hairline.
"Yes. So, now you know how surprised I was that he named you as his sheeranla. A Susohnnan male does not do that lightly."
"But look at how it has all turned out, Sarallia. It was a mistake. I'm not his sheeranla."
"You do not understand, Kenna. A male does not make a mistake about his sheeranla. I have never heard of a man naming his sheeranla and being incorrect."
I looked at her, feeling skeptical but wanting to believe her with my heart.
"Finding out that you are my son's sheeranla changed everything for me. He will remember and you will be reunited, Kenna. Believe me."
"I don't think so, Sarallia," I said, standing up. "But I appreciate you telling me all this. It makes me feel like maybe Dar and I could have had a chance. And don't worry, I'll still do my best to help him remember."
"Kenna, don't give up hope," she said as I turned to walk away.
I looked back at her when I got to the doorway.
"I'm sorry, Sarallia," I said, feeling empty inside. "But I already have."
----
Dar and I had started on a tour of the planet, hoping that seeing places with me would trigger memories. I hoped this therapy was doing something for him, because it was simply painful for me. Right now we were at an active volcano.
We walked around it and I shivered, remembering how close we had come to death. Dar stopped and stared at a platform we had been left on. Did he remember anything about it? Did he remember getting so dehydrated that I had almost lost him?
His mother's treachery still made me sick to my stomach. But she had obviously turned over a new leaf â I was pretty sure of that after our last conversation. At the time, she had been protecting Dar. Now she knew that I
"I hate to disappoint you, Sarallia, but I doubt that I will ever be your daughter-in-law." I felt my throat closing up but I refused to break down in front of this woman. I pushed the tears away and focused on what she was saying.
"It might seem that way now, but I have every confidence that he will regain his memory. He has already remembered some things that he should not have if he had been properly mind-wiped. Contrary to appearances, I am not merely an old woman desperately wanting her only son to look at her and remember who she is."
I was feeling too many emotions. Bitter and angry, as well as sad and despairing. I had somehow completely lost the filter on my mouth.
"I thought that you would like him to forget you. That way, you could portray yourself as a sweet, old doting mother who had never done anything to harm him."
She flinched at my words but she didn't back down.
"You have a point. But I would rather he remember me, warts and all, than the nothingness I see when he looks at me. You know what I'm talking about."
Oh, I knew.
"Now we are aligned, Kenna. We both love Dar and want him to regain his memory."
I couldn't let her continue without telling her what had happened.
"That's true," I said. "But there's something you should know."
"What's that?" she said, looking wary.
"Dar broke up with me. I don't know exactly why. He doesn't want me anymore, Sarallia." I tried not to sound as pathetic as I felt.
She didn't look upset at all. In fact, she started laughing.
"Nonsense, that's just because he doesn't remember you right now. Don't give up hope, Kenna. He will."
"How can you be so sure?"
"He will remember you and you will be together. I will have grand babies before I die, Kenna."
"What makes you so sure?"
She stared down at her hands.
"He said that you were his sheeranla, Kenna. Do you know what that is? What that means?"
"I looked it up. The dictionary says it means soul mate or chosen one."
"Yes, but Unified doesn't do the word justice. In our language, sheeranla is a spiritual mate as well as someone that you partner with â body, mind, and soul. A sheeranla comes with you through all your lifetimes until you join with The Three forever."
My eyebrows nearly touched my hairline.
"Yes. So, now you know how surprised I was that he named you as his sheeranla. A Susohnnan male does not do that lightly."
"But look at how it has all turned out, Sarallia. It was a mistake. I'm not his sheeranla."
"You do not understand, Kenna. A male does not make a mistake about his sheeranla. I have never heard of a man naming his sheeranla and being incorrect."
I looked at her, feeling skeptical but wanting to believe her with my heart.
"Finding out that you are my son's sheeranla changed everything for me. He will remember and you will be reunited, Kenna. Believe me."
"I don't think so, Sarallia," I said, standing up. "But I appreciate you telling me all this. It makes me feel like maybe Dar and I could have had a chance. And don't worry, I'll still do my best to help him remember."
"Kenna, don't give up hope," she said as I turned to walk away.
I looked back at her when I got to the doorway.
"I'm sorry, Sarallia," I said, feeling empty inside. "But I already have."
----
Dar and I had started on a tour of the planet, hoping that seeing places with me would trigger memories. I hoped this therapy was doing something for him, because it was simply painful for me. Right now we were at an active volcano.
We walked around it and I shivered, remembering how close we had come to death. Dar stopped and stared at a platform we had been left on. Did he remember anything about it? Did he remember getting so dehydrated that I had almost lost him?
His mother's treachery still made me sick to my stomach. But she had obviously turned over a new leaf â I was pretty sure of that after our last conversation. At the time, she had been protecting Dar. Now she knew that I
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