Chapter 21— Memories Are Cruel Things.

KYRA

I jolted awake, my body trembling so violently that for a second I thought the earth itself was shaking.

My breath came out in short, frantic gasps, chest heaving as I clutched at the sheets tangled around my legs. Sweat slicked over my skin, the room spinning in and out of focus as I fought to catch my breath.

It had been years since Ethan’s death. Years since I held his cold, lifeless body and screamed, cried desperately to the Moon ...