Prologue for Three Years, Two Lives, One Truth

Why? The word screamed inside in her head as she stared down at the bloody form that used to be her mother.
Why? Her mouth tried to form the word, but her voice wasn’t working for some reason. ‘Must be shock,’ thought the inner person in her brain.
Why? Why was her world collapsing around her?
Why? Why did they choose her family? Why her? What did she do, that deserved this?
Why? Why did these people come in and kill her parents? Her sister? Her younger sister? Her best friend?
Why? Why are they lying there dead? Who are these people?
Why? Why did they have to die?
Why? Why would God do this to her? They were only doing His work that He called them to do.
Why? Why couldn’t this happen to someone else?
Why? Once again the word vibrated around in her hurting, shocked mind. This time her mouth formed the word.
“Why?” whispered Danya, then louder this time, “WHY?”

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Why? The single syllable word reverberated around in Jiya’s mind.
Why? Her mouth formed the word, but her throat seemed incapable of making a sound.
Why? Why was her world falling apart around her?
Why? Why did they choose her? What did she do that brought this on?
Why? Why them? What did she and Jace do to deserve this?
Why? Why were the others left? Why her? Why Jace?
Why? Why this sick game?
Why? Why would God let this happen? She was only waiting for her parents’ return.
Why? Why are her parents gone? They left and then this happens? Was it something they did? If so, where are they? What are they doing?
Why? Why couldn’t this happen to someone else?
Why? As before her mouth formed the word, this time the throat cooperated.
“Why?” whispered Jiya, than louder this time, “WHY?”