#28.06.19.

There was a lot to be happy about. Mostly, Marcella. But there was a lot to worry about too. The doubles, Feiyan, the ley lines... and Rose. She should have come by earlier, really. The guilt made her food taste sour. Checking in shouldn’t have been an afterthought. And really, wasn’t she sort of proving Rose’s point by letting everything else but one of her closest friends take priority? And so, she sent another text –– can you bring me to Nashville?

The magic pulled her through, the floor of the Lair beneath her disappearing from under her feet until suddenly it materialised again, the shift too sudden and too disorientating. Evelyn stumbled forward, “Shit–fu––” before she caught herself, grabbing a chair to steady herself. It took a moment, even the change of the light dazzling her for a moment. And once she did, she straightened, warmth flooded her features. “Rose.”