KADE’S POV
I used to see one future. Even though it was a weird ‘gift’ I’d rather not meddle with.
Clean, fixed, inevitable, like a photograph already developed before the moment even happened.
That was the gift. Or the curse, depending on the day. Roto showed me what was coming, and it came, and I adjusted my life around that certainty the way other people adjusted around gravity.
Not anymore.
I sat at my desk in the villa, staring at a vision that had rearranged itself four times in the last hour, and something cold settled low in my stomach that had nothing to do with the autumn chill leaking through the window.
Scarlet, standing in the courtyard.
Scarlet, walking away from the courtyard.
Scarlet, turning back at the last second to say something that changed everything downstr
