Eleonore’s POV
A strangled gasp choked out of me as I came to, and when I opened my eyes again I was back on the couch in Margaret’s home, in her den, with the two of them watching me. I could tell by the expression on Michael’s face that I didn’t look much better than how I felt, which was afraid.
Deathly afraid.
I couldn’t remember everything I had seen at first, and then it all started coming back to me like a slow dripping tap, and then a gushing waterfall all at once.
My parents had known they were going to die, more than that, they knew it was going to be the demon that killed them. And still, they didn’t do anything. But the one thing I couldn’t seem to shake was the message they had left for me.
How could they have possibly known I would be able to see it? And had my mother known about Rhett and Hayden? How? I felt tears begin to flood my eyes, from confusion yes, definitely frustration but, more than that—I saw my parents. I saw my parents!
I saw my parents…