I didn't think I would go through all this all over again. The pain, the stress, the anxiety, the general frustration of the situation—I didn't think I would have to go through it all again. Isn't that why I'd chased after my little brother and had to put myself in danger over and over again, so I wouldn't feel like this ever again?
Yet here I was, chasing after Ty's ghost like I did Luca's. Fate just couldn't give me a break.
Luca's disappearance shattered my family. I didn't want that to happen to Ty's. Plus, Arah, who was riding on her bike alongside me, looked like she was blaming herself for what happened to Ty. But their little spat last night didn't have anything to do with it. It wasn't her fault. It was mine.
We stopped pedaling once we'd reached the end of the street and found ourselves staring into an evergreen field and the dark forest beyond it.
