Mag-log inThe crowd continued to applaud as Thea took one final bow before exiting the stage. The moment she was out of sight, Elijah grabbed my hand.“Come on,” he said, already pulling me toward the aisle. “Let’s get backstage before everyone else.”We made our way through the crowd, accepting congratulatio
AgnesEight years had passed by.The concert hall was packed to capacity, not a single empty seat in sight. My spine ached like hell from sitting on the hard wooden chair for the past two hours, and my pregnant belly made it impossible to find a comfortable position. Elijah kept rubbing his neck and
“Mom?” Thea’s voice called. “Everyone’s waiting. Are you ready?”I took one last look in the mirror, adjusted the mask slightly, and turned toward the door.“Ready,” I said, opening it to find my daughter standing there in a midnight blue dress that she had designed herself. Her own mask, shaped lik
AgnesOne year later.I stood in front of my mirror, hardly recognizing the woman staring back at me. Two years. It had been two years since I met Elijah—not counting that foggy night we conceived Thea seven years before that, a night neither of us could fully remember thanks to whatever drugs had b
Initially, I resisted. The thought of sharing my pain with a stranger when I had spent so many years being treated like a madwoman for my trauma scared the hell out of me. But Elijah was persistent, reminding me that we all carried burdens that were too heavy to bear alone.And so, twice a week, we
AgnesThe weeks following the destruction of the Lunaris Stone passed in a blur.Elemental Enterprises, of course, was immediately shut down by the authorities. Every known international law enforcement agency descended on Richard’s territory, working alongside Richard and us to document the crimes
Agnes“Your eyes are drooping, kiddo.”“Are not!” Thea insisted, even as her eyelids fluttered shut for a moment as she said that. “I’m just… blinking.”I snorted and shut the picture book I was reading. “Those are some awfully long blinks, Thea. Your new room will still be here when you wake up in
AgnesOnce we looked at least somewhat presentable, we headed upstairs, Elijah locking the door behind us with the security code. A few workers were still bustling around the house, putting finishing touches on various rooms.James wasn’t inside. We found him waiting in the garden, standing beneath
I was silent, motionless. I couldn’t believe it. It felt like I was hearing the plot of a movie, not real life.“Olivia gave birth in that cave where the bones were found. But the baby was stillborn.”My hand flew to my mouth. Despite everything Olivia had done, the thought of her losing her child w
“That’s not true,” I protested weakly. “I grieved. I’ve done nothing but grieve.”“You’ve felt the pain, yes. But you haven’t processed it, haven’t accepted it. You’ve been holding on to hope, refusing to let go of the possibility that she might still be alive somewhere. That she might have been The







