Chapter Twelve
Together, Tahlia and I spent the remainder of the night going through every book in the study. As the steel gray of dawn began to appear from beyond the study’s curtained window, I felt a sense of defeat begin to wash over me. I slammed the last book shut.
The sound startled Tahlia into wakefulness from across the low desk. She had propped her head up with her fist as she was reading at least an hour ago, but her head had started nodding within minutes. I hadn’t bothered to wake her. I knew the strain of the wedding and Zamir’s death must be taking their toll. I rubbed at my own burning eyes as Tahlia started blinking.
“Nothing,” I said in disgust in reference to the book I had just closed.
Tahlia quickly flipped through the remaining pages of her own book before her sho
