Chapter 1126 What Happens Now?

• Zayn
• I reach through soft, familiar sheets toward a body that isn’t there. I curl my fingers into a fist, finding them sore, maybe bruised. Rolling over to pull my wife against my chest–now a reflex–produces only the feeling of empty air.
• Everything comes back to me at once. The multiple storms. The heavy, painful feeling of stretching my untrained wizarding powers too far, losing control again and again. The memory of Fallon’s horrified face as she fell over the ledge and dropped out of sight spurs me awake, and I sit up, my heart stopping mid-beat as our room in Meridem comes into view, the furniture cast in golden sunset light.