Waking up the next day, I feel better than I have in years despite the bruises still lingering beneath my skin. Sunlight pours through my window as I stretch with a long, slow yawn. What kind of day will today bring?
Rolling out of bed, I swing open the closet doors to find my uniform waiting. Pulling the clothes off the hanger, I toss them onto the bed before opening the bottom drawer for socks, only to spot the box with Dad’s letters. Taking the key from inside my desk drawer, I unlock the box, lift the lid, and reveal the bracelet resting on top.
My chest tightens.
With everything happening lately, magic unraveling, Elara’s fists in my face, and being pulled between two amazing guys, having a piece of him with me wouldn’t be the worst thing. The moment the bracelet settles around my
