Tessa/jessica pov.
I didn’t want to come. I really didn’t. Every step toward the dungeon felt like my stomach was twisting into itself. But I kept moving because this was the only way left to save my mother. The witch’s words kept echoing in my mind, mixing with the pounding of my heartbeat. We needed the bronze box. We needed answers. And Adrian was the only one who knew anything.
“Do you think we should go see him?” I asked Zane even though part of me already knew the answer. I was trying to sound normal, but my voice shook a little. I hoped he didn’t notice.
He nodded, but I could tell the nod wasn’t calm. He looked tense. Stiff. Like every muscle in his body was fighting itself. “Yeah,” he said. “We should.”
I knew what he was thinking. I didn’t need him to say it out loud. Adrian
