The first thing Clara Wren noticed was not the woman standing beside her groom. It was the silence.
For three years, Clara Bennett had learned how to disappear while still standing in plain sight.
When people asked what languages I spoke, I gave them the safest answer. “English.” Only English.
For three seconds, Adrian Vale forgot how to breathe. He stood beside the private bar in the west gallery
The first time Jonah Mercer heard the words, he was standing in the back room of Dr. Harlan’s office
By the time Rowan Vale came down from Blackbriar Mountain, the whole town of Ash Hollow had already decided
The first thing Eliza Marr heard was laughter. Not loud laughter. Not the kind that belonged to a dance
The first thing Juniper Hale heard when she woke was the rain. It struck the roof of the mountain cabin
The night Livia Hart learned her father had sold her, the wind was clawing at the cabin walls like something hungry.
By the time the rain began, the auction yard already smelled of mud, horse sweat, wet tobacco, and shame.