CAMILLE'S POV

I sprinted back to the cabin with a fragile heart that raced with terror. While I had been caught up in all that anger, I didn't stop to think about Collins and his curse.

It was already past midnight. The twins were now of age, and that meant the curse had come into the picture.

The moonlight cast an eerie glow on the dislodged roof, serving as a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded.

When I reached the cabin door, I hesitated, my breath forming wisps in the chilly ...