Julian had not called yet.
Lying in the quiet dark, Lyvana already found herself thinking about him. She had spoken to Emily earlier, who confirmed she would be returning with Ethan the following morning. But even that good news couldn't quite settle the strange restlessness in her chest.
Beside her, her grandmother had insisted they sleep in the same bed, just like they used to. She was sleeping peacefully, one frail hand resting near Lyvana's arm, as though, even in sleep she was trying to protect her.
Comforted by the old woman's presence, Lyvana finally closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
But then, she had a strange dream.
She stood alone in an endless void. There were no walls, no ground and no horizon.
Only darkness stretching forever. Above her, the sky was a strange deep purple color.
In front of her stood a massive, towering mirror. She walked up to it and looked inside.
