POV Evanne
The door opened shortly after my knock. I was holding my breath, expecting it to be someone I had once known. Thankfully, a child answered the door. He looked to be five years old, his hair was dark, making his pale skin seem to shine.
“Hello?” He asked as he opened the door.
“Hi, we are here to meet with someone. Would you mind letting us in?” I ask smiling at the cute little person in front of me. It was a huge relief that I didn’t have to deal with anyone I knew quite yet. That hope was quickly snuffed out.
“Whose at the door, Devin?” A voice called. Coming into view was a tall woman, with deep amber hair that ran down to her waist. I recognized her at once.
“They say they are here for a meeting.” Little Devin answers nonchalantly. Tara gently pats him on the head, b
