Chapter 42

Abby

By dinner, I should have felt better.

I had slept properly for the first time in days. No nightmares. No waking every hour. No staring at the ceiling until morning.

Instead, I had spent most of the afternoon feeling like someone had filled my bones with sand.

Now I sat at the dining table trying not to yawn into my potatoes.

Across from me, Liam noticed. “You sick?”

“No.”

“You look tired.”

I gave him a look.

At the head of the table, Kade looked up. His gaze settled on me. A little too long. Heat climbed into my face before I could stop it.

Chloe’s voice slipped through the mind-link.

He’s staring at you.

I kept my eyes on my plate.

No, he isn’t.

Abby.

Against my better judgment, I looked up. Kade was still watching me. The second our eyes met, something changed in his expression. Not embarrassment exactly. More like he had been caught doing something he had no