"What the hell does that mean?"

I stared at her, eyes wide. Thinking clearly in the woods was impossible; it felt surreal, like some bizarre movie.

She tried to avoid my gaze, that was something she had never done before. The Rowena I know never stoop.

"You need to stay away from him for now. It's a vision…of your death," Rowena said, her voice and expression filled with pity, fear, and a strange courage. She looked scared and confused—utterly unlike the Rowena I knew, the one who always had the answers.

Slight mobility and I noticed she was toying with her fingers, that was something I knew she does when...