Demi
“Isn’t there something we can do?” I ask my dad for the billionth time by the breakfast table. My mom is out in the garden, arranging the flowers by Xander’s grave together with Everett and my sisters. They all seemed to have accepted he isn’t coming back, but my heart won’t let me accept that he is dead.
My dad sighs heavily. “Demi... you’ve asked me this a hundred times already.”
“Yes, but you never have an answer even though we both know that you can change this, all of this!”
A vein pops on his forehead when he glares at me. I’ve pushed too far, and I can see the silent rage blazing in his eyes. My dad is usually kind, but for the first time in history, I can see his inner demon looking back at me.
“Demi, you need to stop! You’re not the only person who lost Xander,” he poin
