Amelia POV
It’s been over two weeks since what happened in the library with Sienna, and though my guilt and anxiety are never far away, I can’t help but continue to feel comfortable here in this home, with this family.
I can’t really explain it, not even to myself, but I feel more like myself here, and more at home, than I ever have anywhere else. Even with my adoptive parents back in the human realm.
Somehow I just feel like I belong here, no matter how much my conscience tried to argue against it.
As platters of food are passed around at breakfast, and plates and silverware clatter, I look around the table at everyone gathered.
Lillian and Martin, at one end of the table, have taken me in without hesitation, and treated me almost like one of their own children. Their warmth and ki
