“Mommy, mommy, can we go in the garden to play?” Elora shouted from the other side of the room, making Raena flinch, her quill slipping from her fingers and leaving a long, messy line over the document she was writing on. She closed her eyes and held back a curse, before taking out her handkerchief and rubbing her ink-stained fingers.
She was exhausted. Ever since seeing that dead man at the restaurant, her dreams had been plagued by dead people and gruesome sights. Her mind kept recalling old homicide cases Daniel used to tell her about from his work and while she might have been fascinated to hear about it before, now they had turned into a horrifying nightmare she couldn’t escape from. And along with those disturbing dreams, she kept dreaming of her world. She wasn’t sure what had star
