Lily’s pov.

“Go on,” Creed urges me, “go find out.”

I take small, unsure steps towards my grandmother, not quite believing it’s true. My mother told me when I was young that all of her relatives were dead.

I extend my hand in her direction skeptically, almost wanting to change my mind.

As soon as she grasps my hand in hers an electric jolt goes through my body making me gasp. It’s like I’m transported into another world but what I see is actually my grandmother's memories. ...