By the looks on everyone's faces, they're thinking the exact thing I am.
"So, we won't only be fighting the enemy. We'll be fighting our friends. Family. Lovers."
My voice is flat and distant, the words feeling like they're coming from thousands of miles away.
"It is possible," Acarus murmurs, rubbing his eyebrow as he sighs. "Without knowing how they do it, how long it takes, what it involves…"
But my ears aren't listening. I'm thinking back to Sister Miriam and how she popped into my room out of nowhere to give me cryptic warnings.
"Sister Miriam knew what they were doing."
Acarus hesitates. "In a sense, yes."
I pin him with a hard stare. "She knew what they were doing and never told us."
Marcus and Vanessa's gazes go dark; Sister Miriam has been a solid ally of recent times, but her nonanswers have not endeared her to the wolves.
