Lilith didn’t hesitate; she slipped into the front passenger seat, leaving me alone on the street. Justin reacted immediately, struggling in the back seat.

“Let me out! I want to go home with my sister!” he barked.

But Selene’s voice was like ice. “Drive. To the airport.”

The driver didn’t question it. The car surged forward, and I stood there—alone, still. My figure in the rearview mirror grew smaller and smaller until I disappeared entirely. Justin pressed his forehead against the window, helpless, eyes fixed on me as guilt twisted in his chest.

He had a headache from the alcohol, his stomach still aching from the night before, but it...