EMBER’S POV

My smile slides right off.

“Because people have been crying in that corridor for hours, none of the nurses will tell me a damn thing, and I am bored out of my mind.” Her eyes narrow between the two of us. “And don’t start treating me like I’m too fragile to hear anything ugly. Catch me up. Properly. Whatever has been happening outside this room has to be more interesting than counting the cracks in the ceiling.”

Queenie and I look at each other.

Where the hell do I even start?

There is so much Rayana does not know. Hell, there are things Queenie does not know either,...