Chapter 41 Look For Answers

• Jessamine's Pov
• Drawing the hood tighter over my head, I weave through the woods, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. My stomach flutters as knotted nerves unravel. A loud roar splits the air from a distance, sending the birds perched on the trees flying.
• I haven’t been back in these woods in years, but it is almost the same. The paths I created when I was a child have all closed up, but the markers mother put on the trees are still here.