Kira's POV
My father's words cut through the perfect world like a knife through silk.
"Kira! Can you hear me?"
I spun away from the window where I'd been watching Zander love someone else, my heart pounding. That was definitely Papa's voice, but it was coming from somewhere impossible - the space between worlds.
"Papa?" I called back, pushing my hands against the air. "Where are you?"
"I'm trying to reach you," his voice said, getting clearer. "The bond between us - it's stronger than the cosmic forces keeping you trapped."
Mira looked up from her food, confused. "Who are you talking to, Kira?"
But I ignored her, focusing on Papa's words. "How did you find me?"
"I followed my guilt," he said simply. "And my love. I should have done it ten years ago."
