CASSIEThe anger that has been coiled in my chest for weeks loosens a little. Either Aunt Pat truly didn’t know, or she forgot about it after her husband mentioned it, or she’s pretending now. The second possibility seems to be the case, and that leaves me even more exhausted.How can she forget such an important matter?Since I’m tired of holding grudges, I nod. “Okay.”“Are you still mad at me? I can talk to him about it today.”“No,” I say too fast. “There’s no rush.”My twenty-first birthday is in September. I have time.“Fine. I love you, Cassie Marlowe.”A small smile curls my lips. “I love you too, Aunt.”As soon as the call ends, I sag into the chair at my desk, the phone still in my hand. Elaris barely twitches. After almost two years of living among humans, my w
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