The halls are dimly lit, the soft glow of the lanterns casting elongated shadows against the stone walls as I make my way to the kitchen.
It’s been a month since I learned the truth about my parents, a month of carrying the unbearable weight of that knowledge alone.
Each passing day has been a reminder of the rage festering inside me, the need to do something about it, to find the proof I need.
But planning and acting are two very different things, and right now, all I have is a desperate plan.
I have to return to Moonhaven.
The only way to uncover the truth is to go back, to dig through the past, to search for whatever evidence I can find.
But I haven’t told Cassidy yet and I don't think I will until I've gone through with it. If I did, she’d try to stop me. She’d say it’s too d
