NINA’S POV
Sleep didn’t come easily after that.
Even after Chase left… even with the dagger in my hand, promising to find Zane and tell him everything.
I sat in the silence of Summer’s room, the shadows of everything looking below the surface, like they were listening too.
I kept hearing her voice in my head. Her apologies. The tremble in her hands.
And the pain. That pain was stitched into my bones now.
That was what she was trying to te me that night. The night she told me about her imaginary human boyfriend.
Everything suddenly made sense. Her anxiety whenever I mentioned that I remembered the littlest it of information, her zoning out, the changes I should have noticed.
Eventually, I moved. I didn’t want to stay there. I didn’t want to be surrounded by her scent, her clothes,
