Amelia spent three happy days playing on Mount Cinderwood. After observing her closely for those three days, Willow Finch finally felt at ease. She stretched languidly, certain she could finally get a good night's sleep.
The night was deep and silent.
Amelia Finch slowly opened her eyes, her gaze perfectly clear.
She was finally alone in her room.
She knew her sister was worried about her, so when Willow used all sorts of excuses to squeeze into her room and sleep with her, she always acted as if she were simply being doted on.
Amelia Finch sat up. With a flick of her fingertips, she conjured a circle of light. The circle gradually expanded, and the image within it grew clearer and clearer.
She had left in such a hurry, she hadn't even had the chance to say goodbye to everyone.
Three days in the heavens was several months on Earth.
The entertainment industry had undergone earth-shattering changes.
