The Illusion of Fate

ROWAN’S POV

I wonder whether he’s still on the plane or already landed.

Whether Sienna is talking to him or whether they’re sitting in the silence of every damage from today — the silence of Malachi’s journal, of the bloody gash Vance left across his face, of my own words and lies stacking up beside his.

I wonder whether he’s drinking — he’s probably drinking. Whether he’s replaying the same loo