After Timothy left my place to catch his flight to the District, I dig out the note Emilian gave me from my backpack.
Some dreams I don’t understand.
It was like I walked into her light and felt this immense harmony deep down. Everything was in balance.
With his usual murderous glare, Emilian watches me approach.
I scroll past her photo. I feel ashamed looking at it, like she knows I’m watching.
This is when men’s word spells work the fastest—when I’m melting.
The two of us, just having tea.
That was her, I swear. I can feel it. Everything happened so fast.
With every passing minute not knowing my grade, I die a little inside.
Ooh, it’s on the tip of my tongue…
I come from an impressive line of strong Black Mountain Grim blood. We eat fear.
A first encounter.
Once those hypnotic words take the shape of soft whispers and kisses, I’m done.
The classroom door swings open. I turn around to the dark shape idling in the doorway.
Lux considers a stranger’s unusual request.
Circle yes or no.
Guilt consumes Resolut, recalling their heated argument the day before.
Fears, memories, and shattered dreams flood Resolut’s mind approaching Summer’s oceanfront home.
A King and Queen celebrate their new marriage together.
“Ooh!” Violet squirms in her seat. “I’m so excited!”