ELIANA.

I had voices coming from the basement even before I pushed open the door. It was the next morning so my guess was that Carys was finally awake and while my Nana tendered to Elijah, I climbed down into the basement.

Unlike the upstairs, there were no windows here so it was quite dark, besides the candle light that flickered in the corner of the room.

"What are you doing?!" His voice reverberated the walls as I thrusted myself forward. "Denver!" I called unto him. He ...