Lia

Two days. That’s all the warning we’d had. Two days to figure out what “center stage” meant. Two days to prepare for… whatever this was supposed to be.

And now, the moon was rising, and my heart wouldn’t stop pounding.

Hard to believe the blood moon was rising.

What I wouldn’t give to be home. I wanted to be safe and home and not stuck outside in this strange world that made no sense. The twins were still sleeping right now. They were so innocent and just children.

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