“Cyran and Charlotte are alive,” Roe insisted, his back turned to us as he gazed out over the moonlite laden field.
“There’s only one way to find out,” Dev piped up cheerfully, and the room felt as if it were perfectly still as my brother sent out waves of determination.
“I think it’s time to make me exist again,” I smiled at Dev across from me, the chameleon green of his eyes shining as I let the intense feeling of purpose take over. God he was so good at feeling out the room. “It’s time to rescue some lost girls from Neverland.”