Alisa
I sit on the edge of the clearing, watching as Derrick takes a hammer to the altar. The Omegas are shoveling away the dirty sand, replacing it with clean, fresh sand from the riverbed.
All of a sudden, Derrick wants to wipe the existence of this place from the map, and very likely his memory. I saw his face when we came here. He hates it. I felt his guilt. Something akin to fear and sorrow. So much sorrow that it's consuming him.
He’s drowning in it.
He thinks I don’t know. He thinks that he’s hiding it from me, but he’s not. It’s overwhelming, and he can’t hide it anymore. At least not from me.
Egbert, Colin, and Rudolph have their own hammers. They’re hard at work tearing down the cottage.
Brooke sits next to me, her eyes sparkling as she takes in the work. “I’m living like
