Chapter 69:
"Come to bed," he says.
I don't move.
"Elara."
"He threw it in the dark," I say. "Your brother's ring. Or her ring. Whatever that was. He threw it out into the yard."
"I know."
"Margaret Sterling is in a cell and she still got a box to our front door."
"I know." Kael takes my hand. "That's why I threw it out. If I kept it in this house, we'd be looking at it every morning. And I'm not gonna wake up every day thinking about that woman."
I look at him.
"Come to bed," he says again.
So I go to bed.
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We don't sleep.
Or maybe we do. I don't know anymore. The nights have all run together since the ditch.
I wake up at four with Kael's arm across me and his breath in my hair and the plywood creaking in the wind. And I lie there and I listen to the house.
The house is
