Kaelen’s POV
“Am I supposed to?” I asked.
I kept staring at the wood in Sterling’s hand, but still couldn’t figure out what it was or how it was linked to me in any way. “What is it?” I asked.
Sterling kept staring at it without a word before rising. “I’ll tell you later,” he said, bolting out the door, taking with him the wood.
I glanced at Hazel who looked just as puzzled. “Am I supposed to know what that is?” I asked her.
Hazel was at the top of everything about me. She’s barely ever not known. “Do you know what that is?” I asked.
She shook her head. “It doesn’t ri-” she paused, as a flash of recognition crossed her face.
I got off the bed. “What is it?” I asked.
She stared at me for a minute and guilt flashed in her eyes before she looked away. “You know what it is. Why can’t y
