Chapter 24. Nothing in Your Throat

Wren POV

Without the vitamins, she didn't sleep anymore.

I could feel her all the time now. Not pushing, not clawing, the way she had on the dock. Just there. Awake. Curious. Like a second person sitting just behind my eyes, looking out at the world through them for the first time.

She liked the rink. I could tell. Every time the doors swung open and the cold hit my face, something in my chest went bright and eager, like a dog hearing its leash.

She liked Juno. She liked Theo, cautiously. She did not like Kenzie Hart, who'd spent the whole week telling anyone who'd listen that Silas Calder had kissed me and I'd run away crying because I'd "never been touched before, bless her."

When Kenzie walked past me in the student center, my upper lip twitched all on its own.

She liked Silas most of all.

That was the problem.

"You're staring," he said on Tuesday, without looking up from his