Her words stirred something deep in me, like trying to see the bottom of a dark ocean.

“Whoever or whatever she is, she needs help,” I said urgently. “Time is running out. We must save her—and my brother too.”

Elodie shook her head. “No, I cannot.”

“Can’t or won’t?” I demanded.

“Even if I could, I wouldn’t,” she said firmly.

“Why?” I pleaded.

“Actions must be taken for the greater good and a better future. Everything should stay true to its nature, who we ...