SAGE
I reached for Makeh just as she rose to her feet.
She had stretched both hands toward me, palms open, her expression unreadable in that infuriatingly calm way of hers.
"What is going on?" I asked, suspicion tightening my voice.
"I am going to show you your parents," she replied simply.
My breath caught. For a heartbeat, I did not move. My hands twitched at my sides. I had asked the question. I had demanded the truth. But now that the answer stood within reach, doubt coiled through me.
"Are they… dead?" I asked quietly.
Makeh's gaze softened. "No."
Alive. The word echoed in my chest. Alive meant possibilities. Alive meant answers. Alive meant complications.
I swallowed.
"What could possibly go wrong?" I muttered, though the irony was not lost on me.
Before I could change my mind, I slipped my hands into hers.
The world collapsed.
