I thought I was drowning, but all I really needed to do was breathe.
Novaleigh Darrow’s life was falling apart––gone from structured and predictable, to something she couldn’t comprehend or recognize. So, when her mom suggested a trip home to Scotland, she relented. However, things there were just as complicated.
One minute she was on the bridge near her grandparents’ house, contemplating how her past was now colliding with her present, and in the next, she was falling.
Encased by water and chilled to the bone, Novaleigh woke to a land of Fae queens and talking otters where she was reminded: a dream of dying can become a chance to live––all you have to do is fall.