Caspian

Kaida’s unease was palpable as we descended the stairs into the damp chill of the basement. Malachi guided her with a tenderness that still felt foreign to me; I found myself constantly comparing this new, devoted version of him to the cold brother I had known.

In the past, if I had to name the one most dedicated to Kaida’s well-being, I would have chosen Asher. Yet now, Asher—the one who once cared the most—was the one claiming he had reached his limit, his endurance for ...