ARDEN I was pulled out of sleep by something shaking me. My eyes fluttered open to find Calla hovering over me, her hands gripping my arm and her face pinched with worry.“Mommy, Mommy.”Her whisper was urgent, but not loud enough to disturb Rowan, who lay beside me in the bed. He’d had such a long day, and I didn’t want to wake him if it wasn’t necessary. I rubbed my eyes and propped myself up on one elbow.“Quiet, honey,” I murmured, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Your dad is sleeping.”She nodded but didn’t relax. Instead, she looked at me with wide, serious eyes.“Aunt Arden,” she said, merely two words, but I heard the urgency in her tone. I frowned, tilting my head. “Do you miss your Aunt Arden?” I asked gently, thinking maybe this was one of those dreams that clung to children, something she wanted comfort from.“Yes,” she answered honestly. I thought it would end with that. I was prepared to comfort her, but she spoke once more. “She’s in trouble.” My brows
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