** Remy’s POV **

I don’t remember falling asleep on the couch, but when I wake, sunlight is filtering through the window. For a second, it feels like any other day. Then the memories hit. The flash of light. The laughter echoing through the woods. The stench of poison in the creek, and Paige’s arms around me.

I lie there for a moment, trying to slow the pounding in my chest. She’s still asleep beside me, curled close, her breath warm against my throat. Her hand rests over my heart, ...