Confused, I took a step forward. “Did what?”
Sarah stepped into the woods, her long golden hair streaming behind her. “Hello, Moira.”
I froze. “What are you doing here?”
Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “You brought me back, didn’t you? How sad for you.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Moira,” Ethan said. “Why would you do this? I thought we were happy.”
I stared at him. “We weren’t happy,” I said, confused. “You were still in love with Sarah.”
“That’s right,” Sarah said. “Me. Not you. Ethan no longer needs your help. He has me.”
But Ethan didn’t look away. “Help me, Moira. Help me remember.” His stricken look broke my heart.
“I’m trying. I promise?—”
“Don’t bother,” Sarah said, her eyes changing from blue to emerald green. Her features morphed, melting into a woman with dark hair and familiar features.
“You should have come to me,” my mother said. “You could have saved him from all of this.”
“Moira,” Ethan said. He tried to step forward but couldn’t. Streaks of darkness rose from the ground and wrapped around his calves, trapping him in place.
Sarah poked out her bottom lip in a pout. She walked over to Ethan and walked her fingers up his chest. “Remember who you loved first.” She pressed a kiss to the edge of his mouth. “Who you loved best.”
She slid her arm around his waist and turned to smile at me.
Ethan’s brow furrowed as those black streaks moved up his body, wrapping around his throat to force his face down to look at Sarah. His eyes darkened, and a slow smile forced his lips up.
“There you are,” Sarah whispered.
“Sarah,” Ethan murmured as his lips claimed hers in a heated kiss.
I awoke with a startled gasp. Ethan’s scent still floated through the room.
“What the fuck?” I whispered. This dream felt like something more. Like we were together at the same time, in the same place, outside of time.
Had magic linked us together, or was this just a weird coincidence?
I lay back against the pillows, my mind whirling. Ethan seemed just as confused as I was, but he also saw me. He remembered me. His attention wasn’t all on Sarah. Not until that magic wrapped around his body.
Maybe there was hope. If he remembered me in the deepest reaches of his subconscious, all was not lost.
I rolled out of bed and went straight to the kitchen to flip the coffee pot on. Even after last night’s revelry, I felt okay. Just to be sure, I downed another small bottle of hangover potion.
Caelan already knew about Ethan. He might have already told the others, but I texted him to be sure.
He responded almost right away.
Can’t reach Ben, but the rest are aware. Be careful out there.
I will.
Ari erased your scents last night, but Ethan is suspicious. He’s always been a little paranoid but imagine him dialed up to ten.
Got it. I’ll keep you posted.
