Chapter 143

Abby

I couldn’t sleep.

I lay beside Kade for an hour with my eyes open, listening to the clock at the end of the corridor count off the quarters, and then I gave up and got out of bed as quietly as I could and went to sit by the window with a blanket round my shoulders.

There was nothing out there. The lawn, gray under the snow. The black line of the trees beyond it. A few stars. Somewhere past all of that, tonight, Sloane was leaving. I didn’t know the hour or the road. Kade had said it was better if I didn’t, and I hadn’t asked.

I didn’t go to say goodbye to her.

Kade had asked me not to. If anyone saw the Luna at that door on the last night, he said, then whatever happened afterward, they would remember that the Luna had been there. He was right. I knew he was right. I had stayed away all evening, and eaten supper across the table from him without tasting it, and gone to bed, and now I sat at the window and thought about all the things I would