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Chapter Twenty

“Getstirred awake

She held her head It was pounding as she pushed the newspaper

off her body Someone had covered her with it As her eyes came into

focus, she stared up It was night, but she could barely see the stars

There was too ht The stars were so

bright outside the cottage Where was she? Only a few nights before,

she and Cian had lain out in the grass, watching the stars and talking

Cian had told her his people’s stories for the constellations, and

they’d httime sky She

couldn’t even see the stars now

“Cian,” Meg said, suddenly sitting straight up It did nothing for

her headache “Beck” His name came out as a whisper

“Miss, is there so we can help you with?” The question

caed woman who stood at the end of an alley