Violet
Kylan’s eyes were on the dark road as we drove through the quiet night. All I could see were the bright headlights of the car, but hopefully Kylan could see a bit more than that.
We had snuck out just before curfew and were on our way to find the Soothsayer, hoping to get some answers.
The silence gave me enough time to think.
First, about the darkness I felt when I laid eyes on Chrystal, and second, about Esther and her strange behavior earlier, which had pushed Kylan to immediately fish for answers.
Could I really not trust her?
And if I couldn’t, what if Kylan had calculated it all wrong and she had seen that we left Starlight?
Along with those thoughts, I also had to deal with guilt.
Guilt toward Nate, for him not getting to choose his sister, and guilt for Trinity, who
