Kiana
I’d sent his sister off to die. No matter my motives, or the good that had come from it, I still couldn’t shake that face. I wasn’t sure that he could either.
“I don’t blame you, Kiana. I hope you realize that. When this is all over, and you’re able to focus on healing, I hope you’ll come to me.”
I couldn’t help but think of Bridget and Dean. It was hard enough for me to make friends.
Now I would just be second-guessing everyone who did want to get close to me.
Amelia returned and I gave Saul a short nod. “Thank you,” I said quietly.
When we were out to the car, Amelia had a determined look on her face. “That was the easiest of our errands today. Next, we need to see the witches.”
Amelia bared her fangs, and I knew just how she felt.
Irene’s little cottage never felt more cr
