Chapter 33
Thirty-Three And those two people can separate. Despite the sudden threat of Ada standing in this very room with us, my brain latches onto those words, racing to put together the pieces of this puzzle. Two people. They can separate. Mom and her ‘friend’ always arguing. The friend I heard through the walls but never— “Thank you for sharing that fascinating story, Zed,” Ada says in sickly sweet tones. A knife appears in Zed’s hand. Dash steps to the side and aims his crossbow at Ada. “Adaline,” Zed grinds out between his teeth. “How nice to see you again after so many years.” Adaline, my brain repeats. Another puzzle piece. I turn it over and around, desperate to make it fit in somewhere. I know it fits somewhere. “I never liked you,” Adaline says to Zed as she reaches for the door
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