CIARA’S POV

I started to see something sparkle in the air around me. Like threads made of starlight, invisible until the light hit them just right. When I reached my hand out and touched one, my world exploded into bright white light.

When the light faded, I noticed the thread had turned red and wrapped around my finger like a wedding band. But I was no longer in front of Ronan. I wasn't on campus at all.

Eyes like captured stars stared back at me from a face that belonged in ancient artwork. ...