Chapter 13Adrian
She has wings.
She bloody has wings.
My mind comes to a standstill for a moment. I can suddenly hear Ms. Evans’ words in my memory: “Her wings are coming in now.” I didn’t mishear after all. It wasn’t a euphemism for wisdom teeth.
Wings.
Not for one instant do I believe they’re fake. They just look real. And, I mean, she flies. It makes perfect sense that she has wings.
The world as I have known it ends without so much as a pop. Something shifts inside me.
I’m suddenly hyper-aware of Nikos’ presence next to me. Nikos, who mentioned a magical war (which I had thought was sarcasm). Whose tattoos move across his body (I’m fairly certain my memory doesn’t deceive me—that mermaid keeps popping up in different places). Speaking of which—that tattoo of his deceased best fr
