I looked at my watch and saw that it was 11 pm. Who was here this late?
I removed the covers and went toward my bedroom door. I opened them in time to hear my brother’s voice.
“Logan?” he said. “What are you doing here?”
“Where is she? Where is Emma?” Logan asked nervously.
His voice was the most amazing sound I have ever heard. It was like music to my ears. What was wrong with me? It never sounded like that before. It must have been because I was tired.
But he sounded cold, rushed. I didn’t know why he was asking for me, but I had a feeling that I was in trouble. But I didn’t do anything wrong.
“Emma?” my brother asked. “She is sleeping. Why?”
I could hear surprise and confusion in his voice.
I started walking toward the stairs and was instantly hit with the most amazing smell, pine needles and snow. It smelled like a winter forest.
‘Mate!’ Eliza screamed in my head.
‘What?!’ I asked and froze.