Invidian's POV
I would sell my soul for Henley's memories, not just to understand who is behind our deaths, but to once again experience the memories which once warmed my heart. There is an odd ache in the space she left behind and I feel the loss in my chest. It makes it difficult to focus on Davian who messes with the laptop.I lounge on Virgil's bed, curious as to why he's so jittery and pale. The full moon's light pours through the window. The shadows of trees dance on Virgil's bed. No joke has passed his lips since he barged in an hour ago. His eyes stay stuck on the laptop which looks unfamiliar. It's not the same one we swiped from Raguel's room.
"Alexa Kriess owns this laptop," Davian is simply what he stated before tinkering around with it.
"Is that the same last name Ethelia ha
