_Lisa’s POV_
Althea.
That name… it wouldn’t leave my mind.
I stared at the statue with wide eyes. My heart was pounding like thunder in my chest. The sadness on her stone face… the damage, the cracks, the fire-scorched side of her features—it was all familiar in a way that made my skin crawl.
“I know her,” I whispered. “I’ve seen her before.”
Rylan turned sharply toward me. “What do you mean?”
I shook my head, my mouth suddenly dry. “I… I think I dreamed of her.”
He walked to my side. His brows were drawn in concern. “Lisa… what are you saying?”
“There was a dream,” I said slowly while struggling to remember every detail. “It happened weeks ago. I didn’t think much of it then. I thought it was just a nightmare.”
“What did you see?” he asked, his voice low.
“There was a woman,” I
