The room felt like it was spinning.
I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't think.
I just stood at the top of the clubhouse stairs, staring at the broken piece of silver in
Grim's hand.
The pendant.
Or part of one.
It looked almost exactly like the one hanging around my neck.
The words wrapped around it echoed through my head.
She should have stayed hidden.
My knees gave out.
Dani caught me before I hit the floor.
"Eve."
I looked at her, but I couldn't make my eyes focus. My mind was somewhere else.
At the old farmhouse.
The little white house with the squeaky front porch.
The garage where Dad had taught me how to change my first tire.
The kitchen where we'd eaten brunt pancakes every Saturday because he never
could figure out how to cook them right.
Gone.
All of it.
Burned to
