Lily POV
I couldn't move. Couldn't speak. I sat huddled in the corner, arms wrapped around my knees, staring at the destruction. The vision. Hazel's warning. It had been real. How had it been real?
Celeste was the first to recover. She rushed to my side, crouching down. "Lily, are you hurt?"
She started checking me for injuries. “Are you okay? What happened?”
I shook my head numbly, barely able to process what had just happened.
Grandpa Marcus stepped forward; his face grim as he examined the wreckage. "That wasn’t an accident," he murmured.
I barely heard him.
All I could think about—
Was that I had seen it.
Seconds before it happened.
And Hazel had known.
What the hell was happening to me?
