Waindale

Wrenley moves to Waindale, the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. "I turn on the lamp that's sat on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods."

Sydney Marie · Fantasía

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Chapter71

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/"Oh, Vivianne, hi,/" I say as I come down the stairs. /"You didn't tell me you were already on your way over./"

She walks from the front door, past Adam, and toward me. I can immediately tell that they spoke, but I have no idea for how long or about what. Adam watches me. I give Vivianne a quick hug but maintain eye contact with him. There's a sense of anger building inside of me, and I have to snuff it before it catches and ignites me from the inside, burning until there's nothing left. I desperately want to know what he told her; I'm sure it has to do with keeping me in the house—or maybe he warned her about my mood.

/"Well, I'm here now,/" she says lightly. /"I'm sure we have plenty to talk about, right?/"

I force a smile and Adam says, /"I'll be back in a few hours. Yuke left dinner in the fridge./" He glances at Vivianne and adds, /"Make sure she eats./"

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