"…Light from what?"
Evan asked with a furrowed brow and a confused expression, and right after, a faint glow caught his attention from below.
The boy froze.
His whole body screamed not to look and the sensation clawed at his gut, warning him. But, of course, Jamie had other ideas.
"Why don't you look down and find out?"
Jamie teased with a grin, his voice laced with mischief and Evan silently swallowed, before slowly tilting his head downward, every muscle stiff with tension.
At first, his eyes only registered a mass of light—brilliant, overwhelming, almost blinding.
But then, as his vision stabilized, the enormity of what he was looking at came crashing down on him. It wasn't just one massive source of light.
It was billions.
Billions of stars.
Evan's breath caught in his throat. He knew what he was looking at, but even so, the question spilt from his lips before he could stop it.