Chapter 27

Eloim had been sleeping next to me for a while now. I turned the TV off and took him in my arms carefully. He wasn’t light, especially all limp this way and I moved gingerly.

I stopped as I heard creaking upstairs.

Xander?

“Enola,” I heard him say.

I froze.

My arms were starting to burn and I sat at the bottom of the stairs, putting Eloim’s weight on my lap carefully.

“I don’t know if you can hear me, but we need to talk,” said...