Amelie and Faith rummage through my closet and pick out a plum-colored sweater and a pair of jeans for me to wear while I finish curling my hair into loose waves down my back. Amelie stares at me through the reflection in the mirror, and I can see the concern on her face. She wants me to tell Cedric the truth. I still haven't told her that I could lose all of my fae magic if I complete the bond. It's my biggest fear. I don't want to lose the part of my mother that's inside me.
Faith notices the exchange and glances at us both. "What's going on? I feel like there's a conversation going on between you two that I'm not privy to."
After I finish curling the last strand of my hair, I turn to face them both. I look to Amelie, and she nods. "Tell her. I have a feeling she'll be on my side thoug
