SELENA'S POV

Yasmine’s worried gaze followed me as I packed up the last of my belongings in the small shed she had provided us with. The conversation with the spirit was still vivid in my mind and honestly, it left me rattled, though I was doing my best to conceal it from Yasmine.

“Are you sure leaving now is a good idea?” Yasmine asked in her ever soft voice. She leaned against the wooden door frame of the room, her arms crossed as she stared at me.

“Yes,” I replied, avoiding ...