RINEI
Cold.
I wake up to the sound of glass shattering.
Someone's tugging me upwards. In the darkness, I can't see his face clearly, but I can tell it's Aemin. His eyes burn with silent agony.
Aemin...?
"Get up." He growls, his voice sharpened for the first time. "Now, Rinei. Now."
The sound of shattering glass continues. It's coming from the other side of the house, where Mother and Father sleep together.
I jerk out of the blankets. The moment I do, I'm stunned by the harsh way my brother's hands wrap around my waist, placing me on top of the small cabinet. Then I realize where I'd felt the cold come from— he'd opened the window, and gusts of chilly wind were
rushing into the room.
"Go. Go."
I don't understand.
But I do what he says. I jump out of the window using the cabinet,
