Emery looked at me skeptically, her brow furrowing. “You don’t have to pretend with me. You can talk to me about anything, you know that.”
I nodded, taking a deep breath. “I know, Emery. And there’s something I need to tell you. Something important.”
Her expression shifted to one of concern, and she led me to the bed, sitting down beside me. “What is it? What’s going on?”
I looked into her eyes, the words tumbling from my mouth before I could stop them. “Emery, I’ve been given another chance. I don’t know how to explain it, but… I’ve been reborn. I remember everything that’s going to happen, and I’m going to stop it.”
Her eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t pull away or question my sanity. Instead, she reached out and took my hand, her grip firm and reassuring. “Tell me everything.”
And I did. I told her about the betrayal that was yet to come, about Rennon’s choice to abandon me for Paige, and about the horrors that awaited us if we didn’t act. I left out the part about her death—she didn’t need to know that. But I made it clear that we were in danger, and that Paige was not the innocent girl she pretended to be.