Chapter 90

Hours had passed since this morning as I sat on Kylan’s bed, scrolling through my phone. He sat across from me, his gaze fixed on every small movement.

He wasn’t even trying to hide it and was doing exactly what he had said he would do—keeping watch over my eyes.

After yesterday, I understood perfectly fine that he wanted to make sure they didn’t start glowing again, but…

“Can I ask you a question?” he asked after hours of silence.

Eager, I put my phone down and looked at him. “Yes?”

“Those eyes of yours,” he nudged his head. “How did you know you had to sleep it off again?”

“I had a vision,” I admitted, the strange images from yesterday flooding back to me. “It was of Adelaide and a woman she called ‘Mom.’ Her eyes were glowing, and the woman told her she had done it to protect herself and needed to sleep it off.”

Kylan tilted his head. “Possibly your grandmother?”

The thought made my stomach twist, and I shifted uncomfortably.