Sia's POV

The dream felt too real. Rowan’s face twisted in horror as he looked at me, his eyes narrowing, not with the love I’d grown used to, but with disgust. "You’re not her," he said, his voice cold and distant. "You’re a clone. I could never love you."

I woke up gasping, my heart racing. Sweat clung to my skin despite the freezing temperature outside. I clutched the sheets, staring into the darkness of the cabin, trying to steady my breathing.

He doesn’t know. He can’t know. If Rowan found out what I really was, he’d leave me. I had no doubt about that. He loved me because he...