I’ve prevented the apocalypse more times than I can count—but not enough, apparently. I failed to save her. Our eighth. And now she’s standing there with the Sparrows, looking at me like I’m the stranger.
I’ve prevented the apocalypse more times than I can count—but not enough, apparently. I failed to save her. Our eighth. And now she’s standing there with the Sparrows, looking at me like I’m the stranger.