Ally's POV

　　"Yes," she confirms, a comforting lilt in her presence. "You have always been apart, Ally, because you are born of a legacy distinct from those who raised you."

　　A pang of acute loneliness grips my heart as I lean against the tree, allowing its ancient wisdom to seep into my skin. The notion of belonging has always been elusive, like chasing shadows that flicker just out of reach. James, whom I've called brother, and the parents who raised me- even ...