KADE’S POV
Because I knew exactly what he meant, even if I'd spent weeks refusing to say it out loud, even to myself. The visions had a cost. They'd always had a cost, small enough to ignore for most of my life, a headache here, a night of exhaustion there. But something had changed the day Scarlet's future started splintering into branches instead of holding a single, certain line, and whatever price the gift demanded now had grown too large for my body to keep paying quietly.
I sat on the floor for a long time after that, back against my bed frame, staring at nothing in particular while my pulse slowly climbed back down from wherever panic had sent it.
A knock sounded at my door, soft, familiar.
"Kade?" Scarlet's voice, muffled through the wood, carrying that particular note of conc
