Meanwhile, as Declan dozed, Everly was floating in that ambiguous gray space between dark and light. It was an odd feeling; she was aware of her surroundings but unable to change them. She couldn't speak, couldn't move, and couldn't find her way back towards the light. Every so often, she would feel warm water trickle down her throat and the gray would lighten for a minute, but then the space would darken. Everly was aware that time was passing, but didn’t have the capacity to know how much time, and with each span that passed (time being different in the in-between), the gray became darker and Everly felt herself slipping away.
There were no stunning revelations in this space, no recap of Everly’s life decisions that led her to this point. No, Everly was stuck in a purgatory of sorts, nu
