19 Part II

The morning showed no sun of hope, the sky dull and laced with thick clouds. Genevieve did not question when she awoke in a cold pool of empty blankets, the space of the bed beneath her far too large to be her own—and the room that surrounded her only confirming her thoughts. Her back was stiff nonetheless, and her shoulders ached as she sat up—proof of a restless night.

The house she stood in was silent as she climbed to her feet, Jasper's bedroom door sitting ajar as she approached. The lack of light that bled through the thin cur