CHAPTER 78

ZYLIAH’S POV

For some reason, I was nervous. Why? I couldn’t tell, but standing in the house I’d grown up in all my life after my accident felt like stepping straight into a lion’s den.

But I couldn’t ignore coming here. It didn’t matter how I felt. A lot of things hadn’t felt right since my accident, so this shouldn’t even be a surprise to me.

Fynn squeezed my hand, firm yet soothing. “Are you nervous?”

I nodded. "Yeah. I think I am, and I don’t even know ...