My mind is in shambles when I get back to the island.
Both Quill and Beth claimed to have seen nothing.
My mind is racing.
Ever since I left Texas, strange things have been happening.
The sudden quick healing, the quick bursts of strength, what I saw tonight—I can’t wrap my head around any of it. Nobody else seems to be behaving or thinking the way I am. Tonight, what I saw was in a public place.
Somebody should have reacted. But nobody did.
Does that mean that I’m seeing things?
Maybe I’ve finally gone insane.
Nothing is making sense to me.
“Taylor?” Beth’s voice yanks me out of my troubled thoughts.
“Y … Yeah?”
She gives me a concerned look. “You okay? You’ve been quiet ever since you returned from the washroom.”
I swallow, not knowing what to say. I look away, toward the
