Evie's POV

Three years had passed since we left Ravencrest.

I stood outside the new apartment complex that had been built where our old one used to be, Mom beside me clutching her purse like a lifeline. The building was modern, sleek, nothing like the run-down place where I'd spent my childhood.

"Hard to believe this is the same spot," Mom said quietly. "Remember that tiny kitchen where I told you I was marrying Alexander?"

"I remember thinking you'd lost your mind."

"I had. A little bit." She ...