Grayson was still shaking, but he moved forward, his hand hovering over Eleanor's before finally taking it. "I don't know if I can forgive you for this. For keeping this from me all these years."

"I don't expect forgiveness," Eleanor said. "I just wanted you to know the truth. Your mother loved you. She died trying to protect you. Don't ever forget that."

Luna and her sisters moved closer, each placing a hand on Eleanor's bed. Whatever pain she'd caused, whatever damage she'd done, she ...