CHAPTER 107

Marcus's POV

I banged open the door to the cabin, slamming it against the wall with a resounding crash. The silence that followed was deafening pressing in on us like a hammer. Winston lingered in the doorway, his eyes looking around nervously.

“Marcus, I don’t think this is a good idea,” he said anxiously. “Coming here, looking for the secret passageway—it feels wrong.”

I turned to him, my expression hard. “If you’re scared, Winston, you can go back. But I’m not leaving.”

More like who I'm looking for.

He flinched at my tone but didn’t move. I knew he wouldn’t. Winston might be cautious, but he was loyal. He’d follow me into the depths of hell if I asked him to.

I stepped deeper into the cabin, my mind racing back to the events that had led us here.

The cat made me feel like I was talking to Lily and that made me disturbed all through the night.

I kept the cat close to my window at night, but by morning, the cat was gone. I had to find it.

I left my room still in my sleeping attire a