Sebastian’s POV

“No, I will not be making—if you would all just—“

It was too loud, too much color and sound and light. Like I’d had too much to drink, or not enough of it. Where was Ayda? I could have sworn she was right behind me—where did she go? How could she leave me when I needed her most?

My mind was spinning, and all I could see were my father’s eyes as he clutched my shirt front, foaming blood. He was so ...