Meredith.
I woke up with my heart already racing. Excitement and dread wrestled inside me, and for a few seconds, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, willing myself to breathe evenly.
Today, Draven was finally coming back to Duskmoor. Just thinking it made warmth rush through me—I missed him more than I dared to admit.
But that warmth soured the moment I remembered the other truth: my brother and sister would be arriving with him.
I wasn't sure what would happen when I saw Gary and Mabel again. My stomach tightened at the thought of their smirks, their voices, the weight of years of torment pressing down on me.
Would they mock me the moment they stepped foot inside, or would they simply watch me, waiting for a crack in my composure?
No. I wouldn't give them the chance.
I swung my legs out of bed and stood, forcing my nerves into the back of my mind. I dressed quickly in my usual training fitted outfit.
