Chapter 24

"It's a he, Kara."

"Who?"

"The owner of the hands that hold on to me in my dreams."

"How do you know that it's a boy for sure?"

"I can feel his despair, his sadness. His loneliness. His ache. I don't know how but it's a him."

"And what does he want? Is he trying to harm you? Does he say anything"

"No. He doesn't say a word. He doesn't need to because I can hear his thoughts. He wants me to save him."

Ally (15) to Kara (18)

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ALLY’s POV

I walked deeper and deeper into the woods, careful not to step on the floor length white lace dress that had been a gift from Dahlia. The letter was tightly squeezed in my hand and I could hear my own heartbeat accelerating as I neared my target, his scent faint in the cool afternoon breeze.

Tamara had promised to stay far but not too far away that she couldn't come to my aid if I sent a distress call with my phone, even though my instinct told me that it wasn't necessary. We'd agreed that she s