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Emotions pour out of me. I’m relieved that the truth is out, yet heartbroken over the circumstances that led to it happening.

If only I could remember…

Breathe, Harper.

Or is it Evelynn?

Eventually, I tire of crying and my body is purged of the tears.

I’m ready to talk now.

It’s time I find out more from them.

I stand up, brushing dirt off my knees, and turn to head back to theInn.

“Mrow.”

Wilson sounds too far away, deep in the woods.

Heknowshe’s not supposed to be out further than the garden, and he’s usually very good about it.

“Mrow.”

It’s nighttime, and I begin to panic.

“Wilson?” I call.

“Mrow.”

I can’t leave him out here until morning.

“Wilson?!”

Dirt seeps into my bare feet as I follow the sound of the cat, weaving through the trees, barely seeing a few feet in front of me. I veer off the trails and stumble into branches, scratching my arms and legs in my desperation to find him.

My heart pounds in my chest, and I try not to panic.

“Meow.”

“C’mon, big boy,” I call into the night. “Come on, let’s go home.”

Home.

TheAurora Innis my home.

And just as I have that realization, I come to a clearing and am blinded by the headlights of a truck.

Michael stands in front of me, with Wilson in his arms.

I freeze.

His truck is running, the engine loud and obnoxious, and Wilson looks as terrified as I feel. The headlights illuminate Michael’s striking features, and in the moonlight, he looks like a monster.

A monster that’s holding my best feline friend.

“Get in the truck,” he orders quietly. I can barely hear him above the running engine, but I obey, keeping an eye on Wilson as I walk to the passenger side door.

He’s still holding my cat, and he raises an eyebrow at me, as if daring me to scream.

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