Chapter 22
Nina lay a long time in bed, lost in thought, staring past the curtains to the sunny morning. She had to get up, get dressed, clean up a bit before her parents arrived. But her bone-weary body didn’t want to move.
She’d barely slept, one moment overwhelmed by her reconnection with Ric, the next moment hijacked by grief. But as the star-shot sky had faded to dawn, her sorrow had waned along with the moonlight. Eva’s own words had returned to comfort her.
‘All of us have souls,’ she’d said. ‘Animals and plants . . . rocks and rivers. Even wind and shadows. These spirits exist before we’re born, and remain after we die. They’re eternal,’
If that was true, then Eva’s death wasn’t the end. It wasn’t something to mourn. A lingering life of suffering and loneliness, on the other ha
