Chapter 11

• Evy
• "Wake up, we've arrived!" I open my eyes, still blurry, and stare at the facade of a house entirely made of dark wood, with huge translucent glass windows. I shift in the back seat of the car to get a better view of the surroundings. Small lampposts illuminate a charming little garden. As the door opens, the driver helps me out, and the scent of wildflowers envelops me, followed by the cold breeze of dawn.
• "Where are we?" I inquire, taking in the graceful porch with a dark wooden railing like the rest of the house, and...