Chasing the Ghost

Maeve's POV

The morning mist clung to my skin as I walked away from Gideon, but the chill was nothing compared to the ticking clock inside my chest. My shattered marriage no longer mattered. Tracing the dark history between my comatose father and a dead girl named Siena took precedence over my breaking heart. I needed answers before my failing body gave out for good.

I caught a cab back to the m