These Immortal Truths (Peaches & Honey #1)

Doubt is a cumbersome thing; a sickness. He feels its cold fingers creep up his spine, hears its whispers in his ear. A mistake, it croons, she will be the end of you.

THE MEADOW

She doesn’t know how long she sits there, knees buried in the same ashes she should have become, but it’s long enough for the sun to dip below the horizon. Anna shivers, the ocean wind tugging at her cloak. She pulls it tighter against her body, but it only does so much to ward off the chill.

A set of folded clothes lies in front of her. “The tide is coming in.”