(Elara)
I bit the inside of my cheek just hard enough to taste blood and kept my face turned toward the window. If no one could see the way my chest was caving in, maybe it didn’t count as weakness.
The trees moved past us blurrily like ghosts. Shadows flickered over Damon’s face from time to time, but I didn’t look at him anymore.
I couldn’t.
Sera eventually sat up straight again, her voice suddenly less playful this time. “You might want to brace yourself, Elara. When we get there… the house holds more answers than you might be ready for.”
I didn’t respond. Instead, my fingers tightened on the seatbelt.
Damon finally spoke. “Let me handle the introductions when we arrive. No one there knows everything. And not everyone can be trusted.”
Camila scoffed. “Including the ones already
