Evelyn’s POV

I couldn’t understand, nothing to me made sense. I just couldn’t fathom something as tragic as this could happen to her. I never in my wildest dreams could picture Amara being gone. It didn’t feel real, like a bad dream I was yet to wake up from.

When we got home, Thaddeus was nowhere to be seen, yet I could feel his heartbreak, his guilt. Nothing compared to the agony of his tortured soul. No amount of pain I had ever endure measured up to the feelings that swirled within him.

“What’s taking him so long?” Imogen said pacing around the loungeroom. Her tears looked like they were...