Four
The darkness evaporates to reveal Dash at my side and a garden bathed in the golden glow of sunrise. The same garden I saw from the balcony minutes ago. I shove Dash away from me, drop onto my knees, and throw up on the grass.
“Lovely,” he says when I’m done. “Thank goodness I didn’t take you back inside the house.”
“What happened to … to Val?” I gasp, trying to swallow down the urge to throw up again and failing.
When my retching finally ends, Dash says, “She’s fine. One of my teammates got her out of the ground. She’s already forgotten the whole thing.”
“How could she have …” My words trail off as I look up and see one of those miniature winged horses soaring through the air behind Dash. I climb slowly to my feet and look around. The roses and leaves are still faintly glowing,
