MANUEL'S POV

“Elizabeth, sit down and let’s talk,” I said.

She did not move; she stood frozen, staring at Ryan and me.

Patience thinned in my chest.

“Elizabeth, trust us,” Ryan said, easing toward her.

“If I’m in her body, then where is she?” Elizabeth asked.

I did not answer. She was eager for explanations we clearly did not have.

“It’s part of her witch spells,” Ryan answered as he reached her. “Now let’s go back to why you’re here.”

She shook ...