I OPEN MY EYES AND look around. I am back in my bedroom, lying on my bed. The book is lying open on my stomach. What? What just happened? How did I get back?
Rubbing my eyes, I look around my room, searching for anything out of the ordinary. A sharp pain shoots through my abdomen as I sit up. The rain outside starts beating against the glass window; the loud sound echoing through the empty house. It is a slow steady rain, as if Mother Earth is crying—sad about a sudden change. Tearing my gaze from the window, I yelp as I glance at my pillow. Lying on my pillow, is the flame shaped pendent that Liam had been wearing.