Page 319 of The Blairville Legacies

He looked at her sadly and saw in her glassy eyes that she was telling the truth. However, he didn't have the strength to respond, so he just nodded and opened the door.

It was windy outside. Just as windy as the day he had lost her. Brown leaves flew through the Adams' front garden, just like all the ravens in the street... as if they were fleeing from something threatening.

In fact, the next storm was coming. Just like twenty years ago.

Something had changed recently. Not only had the weather become more unsettled, but so had the entire town.

As Alarik walked down the porch, he didn't know thatmuchwould soon change in his life. Nor did he know that he had set something in motion when he had given Bayla Adams the book. And what he knew least of all was that in his hand was the key toherlegacy.

He was walking through the garden, and she was watching him right from the window of her room. And she knew that it wasn't over yet. That it had just begun.Today, 20 years ago.

The End