I withdrew from Storm. His muscles were stiff, and his eyes were golden. My shawl was altered. Together with him, I was in the center of the circle.
I turned to head upstairs, but Jude was already rushing down the stairs. "I know nothing about Tinley, so do or believe what or who you must. I am going to bed," I said. The group's focus shifted to him. Paper was in his hand.
He gave it to Erica. After reading it, Erica froze and handed it to her brother. I noticed that Storm's skin next to mine began to heat up as he read the letter. His body was clenched together in rage, and his eyes were a scorching hue of gold. I hesitantly grabbed for the letter in Storm's possession.
It was the letter that Nessa was tasked with writing for me. 'Tinley' here declares that she and Adonis are escaping. If Storm loves her, he should let her be, because he came to claim her.
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