CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

NORA

My heart was telling me something I wanted to ignore, but regardless, I couldn't ignore it. Horace had never asked me for details about how I spent my day or whatever.

I felt he was suspicious of something I was aware of.

Something I never wanted to speak of in a years.

But I couldn't just spill it out to him, even though he had his suspicions. I wasn't ready for whatever was going to happen afterward.

I wasn't sure how he was going to see me or how he would see me afterward.

I know the consequences of being what I am—a monster.

I have thought I was just a hybrid but with the series of unfortunate events happening... the incantations.

I had no idea why my mother didn't tell me, now she's not here to explain things to me, but according to Lilith, I needed to awaken to who I am to know what I am.

Staring at Horace, who was patiently waiting for my response. I ran my hands from my face to my damp hair.