Aurelia'S POV
I watched Bridget, lying unconscious still…
Tyson had said it was only a shock, that she'd be awake soon, but her eyes weren't opening. She wasn't moving.
A lump formed in my throat. I had no tears left to cry.
This wouldn't have happened if I hadn't run to hide. No one would have messed with Bridget.
How long more will I hide while they cause more harm than good?
Not anymore.
I must put an end to this.
My fingers trembled against my new phone as I dialled a number.
But it wasn't Dane's number.
It was Trevor's.
His number I had to forcefully memorize when I was little.
A few rings passed, the call went through.
"I'll attend the ritual," I spoke.
A brief silence.
"You've finally gained some senses." Trevor laughed.
"But on two conditions."
He hummed. "What are
