
Eva pinched herself, but she was still in the strange clearing, and the bird was still there, still staring at her.
Fear surged back through her, and Eva’s fingers felt colder than a Michigan lake in February.
“I’m losing it,” she muttered.
Fantasy Romance
Eva pinched herself, but she was still in the strange clearing, and the bird was still there, still staring at her.
Fear surged back through her, and Eva’s fingers felt colder than a Michigan lake in February.
“I’m losing it,” she muttered.