LEAH
I gently pushed the door to Sarah's room open, the creaking sound enough to ruin anyone's sleep, but not Sarah. As a deep sleeper, things like this did little to get her up.
She must have been too tired to sleep out half the beautiful morning. According to the maids I assigned to watch her, she had been up late, studying something they couldn't quite name.
Today, Charles would be facing trial, and she has every right to be there—Only I fear she's not ready to be in such an environment reliving the horrible visions that gave her sleepless nights. Sarah watching our mom die was the powerful memory my mom tried to secure in the pendant. Unfortunately, Sarah had already been in possession of it, which made her see Adrian ruin our lives.
“Sarah,” I called softly, hoping she was still a
