“Does it have anything to do with the shadows? Elias’s ones inside her?” Derik asked, and I waited for the “Yes, she’s going to die” comment, but it never came.
Instead, she turned to us all, a smile wide on her face, her eyes glistening as she looked at each of us, then landed her gaze on me.
“No. Those shadows are helping her. I daresay she’d be much sicker than she is now if she didn’t have those helping to keep up her strength.”
“Why? What’s wrong with me?” I asked, sick of her not giving a straight answer.
Especially when she clearly knew.
But Tabitha just smiled. “Nothing is wrong with you, deary. We just have to—”
“Tabby. Give us the answer we came for. Please,” Kai asked in a tone that I had only heard in the last few days. The desperate one, the pleading one.
It broke my he
