Chapter 89

Abby

The farther north we drove, the more the world seemed to lose its color.

We left Moonhaven just after sunrise, when the trees along the main road were still red and gold and the air only smelled like cold if you went looking for it. Three hours later, the leaves had thinned to bare branches. By the fourth hour, the pines had taken over completely, dark and close on both sides of the road, and the mountains ahead had white along their tops.

I pressed my fingers to the window. The glass was freezing.

“Snow,” I said.

Kade glanced past me. “Good thing Liam made you bring the heavier coat.”

I looked at him. One hand rested on the wheel, the other on the gearshift between us, close enough that his knuckles brushed my knee whenever the road curved.