ELISA'S POV
I lifted my hand to knock on Festus’s door, my knuckles hovering in the air. For a moment, I thought about what to say to him—how to explain what was happening to me without sounding crazy in the process. In just one day, I had been called a different name by a strange woman in the store, a woman I'd never met who claimed we were family. And then I returned home with every intention of brushing it off and getting over it, only to end up having a strange dream where I got stabbed by gods knows who. And now, as if that weren’t enough, here I was, running into a man who for some reason wouldn’t stop following me around and trying to intimidate me. And because I could never catch a break, now I was seeing strange green eyes all over the place.
So which one? Which of the above am
