เข้าสู่ระบบTerence’s jaw ticked. “Stephanie,” he said in a farming tone.“What? I’m being welcoming.” She laid a hand on his arm and tilted her head up at him, smiling coyly. “We’re all thrilled she’s here, darling. Truly.”She drifted off toward the head table before he could answer, calling for Elil to come
Ellie’s POVAfter the walk over, the meeting house was almost too much all at once—the din of voices, the smell of roasting meat and woodsmoke and spiced wine all mixing together, upbeat music playing on multiple instruments at once.A few heads turned when I came in. I pushed my hood back and scann
I would up choosing a deep green color for the skirt and jacket, the cuffs and collar trimmed in gray fur, the back of it embroidered in silver thread for the scene. It looked perfect. She helped me into it and tugged it square across my shoulders, and even half-pinned and unfinished, it was the mos
Ellie’s POVI folded the spare sheets and tucked them back in the cupboard before the sun was even up, like putting them out of sight might put Dominic out of my head.The apartment felt bigger without him in it, like the one small room had turned into a mansion. I tried not to think about it too ha
“I’m not sure yet,” he muttered, “but I’m going to find a way. And if she is dead, then I’ll find her bones. Either way, she’s coming back in a box.”“You don’t have to do this,” I said.“I know I don’t.” His expression softened. “I can’t undo two lifetimes, Ellie. I can’t give you back what was tak
Ellie’s POVSomewhere between my fortieth and fiftieth laps of the clinic, I had come to the conclusion that Dominic wasn’t coming back. I had said too much and scared him away. He didn’t believe me. He thought I was insane and he was running off to tell my father to lock me up.At least, those were
My chest tightens. “You didn’t. But I can’t trust you.”The words surprise both of us.His form stiffens, slowly turning his head. “What did you say?”“You’ve lied,” I say. My voice shakes, and I hate that it does. “In the past. You used to use me. Treat me like crap. And I let you. Everything betwe
Ellie POV The mountain watches us long before we reach it.By the time we gather at the clearing at its base, the air has turned sharp enough to sting when I inhale too deeply. Cold clings low to the ground, seeping up through the soles of my boots, settling into my calves.Even in daylight, jacket
“I hate this,” I mutter.“Being trapped?” he asks.“Being trapped with you.”He exhales softly. “No you don’t.”That pulls my gaze back to him.“What does that mean?!”His jaw tightens, just a fraction. “It means I didn’t ask for this pull either, Ellie.”The word hits low and slow.Pull.I swallow.
Dominic POV Light floods the room.“Ellie?” Lucas’s voice cuts through the moment like a blade. His eyes flash between Ellie and I, eyes narrowing.I nearly threw my book at him.“What…are you doing?” He asked.We’ve frozen, Ellie stiff to my chest, my arm over her, nose close.Ellie yanks off of m







