#Chapter 358: The Talisman

Olivia The sun spilled through the curtains as I stirred awake, feeling the weight of last night’s fright lift away with the morning glow. I chalked it up to my imagination running wild, a common symptom of sleep deprivation, perhaps. After a quick shower and getting dressed, I headed down the hall. Passing by Edward’s room, I saw the door was wide open. Edward was packing his suitcase, folding his clothes next to the bed. “Morning, Olivia,” he said, pausing to offer a warm smile. “Morning,” I replied, returning the smile, though a sense of strangeness tingled at the back of my mind. Edward’s eyes met mine for a moment longer than necessary before he returned to his packing. I descended the stairs, my thoughts pivoting back to the mysterious vibrations of the amulet last night. It had been a gift from Layla, a way to protect us from the witch’s magic. I had only felt it vibrate once before when the witch suddenly appeared, and yet recently, I had been feeling it a lot mo