Josie
I blinked, sure I hadn't heard him right. My heart gave a painful lurch, as though my body wanted to reject the words before my mind had even processed them.
"What… what did you just say?" My voice shook, fragile as glass, so thin I thought it might shatter into nothing.
Liam's eyes didn't waver, not even a flicker of hesitation. "The witch wants your powers, Josie. She's been searching for someone like you for a long time."
For a long time. The words echoed through me, bouncing in my head like a cruel taunt. My stomach rolled violently, and suddenly I was aware of every drop of blood rushing to my face. My knees buckled, too weak to keep me upright, and I staggered backward, collapsing into the chair behind me. The edge of the wood bit into my thighs, grounding me only slightly as the room tilted.
My pulse hammered so loud I could barely hear anything else. I thought for a second I might vomit.
