Aria looked at the locked drawer in her dad's study with shaky hands. The moonlight coming in through the dirty window made everything look like it was made of ghosts. She doesn't belong here. Markus would be very angry if he saw her looking through his personal things.

She did need answers, though. It was getting worse to dream about Elena. Every night, she saw her sister's face under the dark water, heard her screams repeating in her mind. That terrible day ten years ago wasn't right in ...