Chapter 112

Alice bolted straight home without looking back. As soon as the door shut behind her, she leaned against it, chest heaving with anger. Her usually delicate and pretty face was clouded with fury. It was honestly ridiculous—she’d let that man lie to her over and over again. She squeezed her eyes shut, dragged herself to the couch, and all but collapsed onto it. The apartment was dead quiet, but her mind was buzzing like a hive full of angry bees. After maybe five minutes of sitting there, she forced herself to pull together. Pretending she was fine, she went through the motions—washing up, getting ready for bed, like nothing was wrong. She thought she’d be tossing and turning all night, but surprisingly, the moment her head hit the pillow, she was out. Still, it didn’t last. She jolted awake at 6:30 the next morning, yanked out of a nightmare. In the dream, she was reliving that car accident back in Lumivale when she was just a kid. The memory was fuzzy, but she remembered summoning all