Cynthia raised her head as he spoke again, fat tears of dispair making tracks down her face.  She listened in disbelief as he again spoke of her abilities.  Her eyes dropped to her arms when he said they were healed and was shocked to see that he was right.  A few minutes ago there had been bloody gouges dug into her skin where she had fought to keep control of herself, now her arms were as smooth and unblemished as they had been when she had showered that morning.  The only remaining evidence of the bloody battle were smears of almost dried blood trailing down her arms.  To say that she was shocked would be the greatest understatement made in years, she clearly remembered the pain of digging her nails into her arms with all her might and the agony that had followed as they had slowly dragged down.  The tips of her fingers were smeared with blood and under her nails was the skin that had been ripped off. "I don't know how that happened, I am not trying to hide anything from you.  I don't know what contract you are talking about, you have the wrong person."  She spoke softly, but she knew he could hear her by the hardening of his eyes as she denied his claims once again.  Without any conscious thought on her part her body responded to his demands once again, as she got to her feet and her arms crossed behind her back even as she continued her soft pleas. "I know you don't believe me but this is a huge mistake, I am not whoever you think I am.  I am Cynthia Morris, I live in Dallas, Texas, I am not nor have I ever been Fae. I don't know how to make my skin glow if I could I would.  I can't explane my arms healing I have no idea how that happened.  All I know is that I am not who you think I am and I wish you would believe me."   Even as she begged him to understand her skin began to glow, like a lightbulb inside her was shinning through her skin.  It was very soft at first but the more agitated she became the brighter it burned until the brightness caught her attention and she looked down at herself in amazement.  Her pleading fell silent as she started down at her body like she had never seen it before.  Raising her eyes to his again she asked in a terrified whisper, "What have you done to me?"