Liz
Exhaustion rattled me deep in my bones. I couldn't tell if it was from learning so many new things today, running with Rowan on the beach, or the strange sensation that had overtaken me when I held the necklace.
I felt a strange attachment to it. Like it was calling to me. Begging me to listen, to remember. It had my name engraved on it, yet I had never seen it before. Was it found on me as a baby? Alongside this blanket? Rowan had reluctantly placed the pendant back inside the wooden chest inside his father's desk before we left, despite the way my heart screamed at me to take it. Take it, run, keep it safe. But he didn't want to risk his father discovering it was missing.
Part of me wanted to sneak back to the office right now and steal it. I clutched the pink blanket tighter in
