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[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] Hecate gave a startled little cry, blinking at him. “Where are we going?” “Inside,” Matt said as he carried her up onto the porch. “Where else would we be going?” “I—I don’t … Continue reading →

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] They were both silent for a long time and Matt just held her. Hecate leaned against him, hugging her knees against her chest, leaning against him, her forehead against his neck. At … Continue reading →

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] His steps pounded up the wooden staircase that wound up to the main level of the little house overlooking the water, his heart beating twice as fast as the tattoo of his … Continue reading →

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] “It’s all right,” Matt murmured, fingers tightening in her hair. Hecate wrapped her arms around his leg and clung to him, pressing her face against his thigh. Her tears started to soak … Continue reading →

[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] I could escape. I could walk right out the door right now. Instead, Matt stayed where he was, sitting next to Hecate in bed and watching her sleep. She was so peaceful … Continue reading →