Calley didn’t know how long she had been staring at the painting hanging above the headboard in Phillian’s room. It was a different painting now—not the one he had once made for her.Of course, Phillian had taken that down. Why wouldn’t he?But…Her gaze wandered across the room, unsettled. Why had
The loud ringtone jolted Calley awake, making her straighten in her seat. She turned her head to the side, catching sight of Phillian still focused on the wheel, driving steadily.She blinked, groggy. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. Shaking off the haze, she shifted her gaze out the
“Phillian! What are you doing?! You can’t force me to come back to Asteria!”“Who told you I’m bringing you back there?”She froze.Where was Phillian planning to take her?When the only possible place dawned on her, she gasped. But she didn’t have the chance to speak again before they reached the t
“Ugh, you look terrible.”That was the first thing Sacred said when they met, two days after she had confirmed her condition. They met at a restaurant near her apartment.“I had to fly all the way from Texas just to meet you,” he said as he sat across from her, his gaze fixed. “Make sure this is wor
Her health hadn’t been in its best shape either. She frequently felt hungry yet lethargic, and fatigue seemed to cling to her like a shadow. At first, she barely thought much of it, convincing herself that she was simply lacking physical activity, which explained the sluggishness in her movements.T
The next morning, after that conversation with Sacred, at around eight, Calley checked out of the hotel. She lingered in the lobby while the staff inspected her room. She sipped coffee and buried herself in a book. She was so absorbed that she jumped slightly when someone suddenly sat across from he