On Dillan’s last day at the Onyx Palace, Serena had plans. Such good plans. Epic, grandiose ideas of how they would spend the day. Plans that would overshadow their leech-laced swimming trip or their perilous journey of stealing wine from the kitchen without getting caught by the crotchety head chef or spending the night in the woods in the hopes of capturing elusive lightning bugs and coming home with summer colds. She had been planning all week. But her partner-in-crime had been acting strange.
One moment he wouldn’t even look at her then the next his eyes would be full of emotion. Emotions that she couldn’t find names for. Hot. Cold. Blazing blue. It made her uncomfortable at times when he stared at her that way. Like he wanted something from her but he didn’t have the words to properl
