“But how do I know she’s the one?” “How do you know she’s not?” she snapped back. “Are you willing to let her go and never find out?” A dangerous rumble vibrated deep inside me from the belly of darkness. My hand clenched on hers, the promise of never echoing in my mind. Aunt Lucille’s smile looked almost feral, her brown eyes darkening as she stared into mine. She looked more like a grim than ever with that look.
