26We All Have a Truth to BearReese stands in the center of the atrium, silent and shaking. “I should have known it was too easy,” she mumbles to herself. “She has everything she needs. I’ve failed. I’ve failed . . .”
“Where’s Abby?” Jayce asks, scanning the room.
I don’t want to be the one to tell her, but I don’t want her to have to ask again. “Vanessa ordered her soul released,” I answer.
Jayce’s expression turns to stone and the color leaves her cheeks. She walks to the fire still burning in the center of the room. Her gaze travels upward, tracing the path of the smoke as it dances in the air and escapes through an opening in the ceiling.
“Abby died for nothing,” she hisses under her breath. She glares over her shoulder at Reese, her lashes damp with tears. “It took you over a year
