I watched Tie pull Thales into his arms and had to look away before I started crying too. The whole damn courtyard had become one emotional ambush after another. Liliana’s magic still shimmered through the grounds in faint gold threads, but now that I understood what I was looking at, the pattern made sense. She hadn’t opened anything. She hadn’t torn a hole between worlds. She hadn’t called the dead back. Thank the Goddess. I moved closer to the remembrance table and held my hand over a glowing strand. It curled around my fingers like a warm ribbon, then drifted toward Mama’s candle. Memory was all it was, and somehow that made it even more incredible. “Celestina,” I called softly. She stepped beside me. “You see it too?” She nodded, her eyes following another thread toward Crista and Delilah. “The ritual was already built around remembrance. Names. Food. Scent. Light. Emotional attachment.” “And Liliana gave it movement.” “More than movement.” I exhaled. Of course she had
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