“Unfortunately,” she muttered and disappeared again. I looked at Phoebe with a question mark in my eyes.
“There’s major history there,” she whispered, “But don’t ask her about it, she’ll bite your head off.”
“What kind of history?” I asked, intrigued.
“It’s kind of a love-hate relationship, but somehow they always find their way back to each other,” Phoebe explained in a low voice.
“It’s a hate relationship, end of story,” Carmen bellowed from her room.
“See? She’s a little touchy about it,” Phoebe warned me with a giggle.
“This could be entertaining. I’m in,” Willow finally conceded. Phoebe squealed, wrapped her in a hug, and then ran off to her room to pack, too. Following their lead, we finished off our brownies and retired to our rooms. The plan was to meet Finn and the rest of the guys at the marina in the morning. The Sons’ beach house was located near Cape Lookout, which was at the southern corner of the Outer Banks, north of Lorelei and Bald Head Island; only a six hour boat ride on the Sons’ yacht.
Long after I had gone to bed, I still lay awake staring intently at the ceiling above. I was secretly hoping the answers I needed would magically present themselves across its smooth surface, but after examining it for more than an hour, I raised the proverbial white flag in defeat. The only thing I had succeeded in identifying was the white paint peering back at me with the same blank stare I felt on my own face. The incident with Nadia had been pushed to the bottom of my priority list in lieu of this new development in my journey. Unfortunately, the number of the questions far exceeded my number of answers. Trepidation had begun to outweigh most of the excitement I felt about the long weekend ahead. What did Finn mean by ‘practice’? And how did he plan on figuring out my birthday on a remote island on the Outer banks? Unless the answer was hidden away in a buried chest, I wasn’t too sure how this was going to work. What happened if we discovered my birthday was before the November date, as well? Or even yesterday? Would I just be out of time and out of luck?
No wonder I couldn’t sleep. The weight of the world was growing pretty heavy on my slim shoulders. Giving up on any chance of rest, I rolled out of bed and ambled across my room. I softly touched the twelve dried black roses still hanging beside my mirror and couldn’t stop the unexpected smile that fought its way onto my face. A glowing heat spread through my chest, and the simple fact that I wasn’t going to have to do this alone immediately lightened the intense pressure on my shoulders. Finn would be with me the whole time. I didn’t know if I could do this, but maybe we could. We could figure this out together. Of that I was 100% sure. Whatever life threw at me, I would deal with it and overcome it the same way I had my entire life; with strength and courage. I fingered the triskellion charm hanging around my neck that matched my trace and felt it warm beneath my touch; reminding me of who I really was. I had faced adversity before. Not only as Hannah, but also as Anastasia. This test would be no different. As I laid back down, Finn’s words to Keto floated through my mind; She will prevail…she will prevail…
Blue. Stretching out for miles. But not just any blue. A deep indigo hue of epic proportions that captivated my soul and enriched my heart. I knew I was having a reverie, but besides that I was completely at a loss. I stood on stark white sand as fine as powder with towering limestone cliffs in the shape of a crescent at my back. The beach was in the shape of a crescent