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step-sister.”
    “Ex-Foreseer?” Laylen and I say at the same time.
    “My power was stripped from me,” she explains, heavy-hearted. “I can’t see visions anymore or have anything to do with them.”
    I wipe the tears from my eyes produced by the heat of the tea. “Why, though? What did you do?”
    She shakes her head, irritated. “Who says I did anything? You’re a Foreseer. You should know how their world works. One minute you’re in charge and the next you’re at the bottom of the barrel.”
    My phone beeps from inside my pocket. Alex . I silence it. “Not really. I’m new to the Foreseer thing.” I pause. “Yet, you know about me?”
    “I do.” She’s being vague and I question if we might have another Nicholas on our hands. She sips her tea and I notice the Foreseer’s mark coiling the back of her hand. “You’re Gemma Lucas, ex-star, current Foreseer, trying to free her father from an impossible place to escape.”
    “How do you know all of this?” Laylen asks, pushing up the sleeves of his leather jacket.
    “How does anyone know anything about someone?” she asks, her grey eyes locked on me. “Because they know them.”
    “You don’t know me,” I protest, my senses hyperaware. “And I don’t know you. I’ve never seen you before in my life.”
    “That you remember,” she says, implying that she knows my memory was once erased.
    I push back from the table and Laylen follows my lead. “Look, I don’t know who you are or what you know about me, but you’re wrong.”
    She quickly places her hand on mine in a comforting gesture. “Relax, and let me explain.”
    I sink into the chair, but Laylen stays on his feet. A gap of silence ticks by, occupied by outside noises of yelling, barking, and a lot of thumping.
    “You better start explaining.” Laylen taps on the face of his watch.
    “My name is Nalina,” she discloses. “I'm Nalina Moraura, step-daughter of Naem Moraura and the biological daughter of Nalini and Julias Lucas.”
    “W-what,” I stammer. “Then that means…”
    “That means I’m your aunt,” she says simply.
    “Holy Jesus,” Laylen breathes, gradually lowering into the chair.
    I take in her features, the shade of her eyes, not quite violet, but the grey does have a hint of purple in it.
    “I didn’t know I had—have an aunt.” I find my voice.
    “You don’t know a lot of things about your life, Gemma.” She sips her tea. “Just because you stopped the world from ending, doesn’t mean your past catches up to you. Your mind’s still missing pieces. You know that.”
    “And you know that.” I’m still shocked. “But I don’t understand how.”
    She twists her grey hair in a bun on the back of her head and secures it in a knot. “I’ve been in hiding for a while. But like you, I like to pay little visits to places I don’t belong.”
    “Like the Room of Forbidden.” My hands tremble as I taste the tea and almost spit it out, realizing I still can’t trust her. I wipe the tea from my lips. “You visit my father—your brother.”
    “A few times. But it’s been a while since my last visit. I haven’t had my powers to take me there.” She collects her cup and places it in the sink. “He talks about you a lot. His mistakes. What he wishes he’d done differently.”
    “Does he ever mention how to get him out of there?” Laylen asks with a hopeful expression.
    “No, he hasn’t.” Strands of her hair fall from her bun and she tucks them behind her ears. “But he did say once that if you ever came to me, that he wanted me to help you with whatever you were looking for.”
    “We’re looking for a way to get into the Room of Forbidden.” Without thinking, I drink a mouth full of tea again then shove the cup aside so I’ll stop. “And the Crystal of Limitation is no longer an option.”
    Wrinkles crinkle the corners of her eyes. “Why not?”
    “It had a bit of an accident,” Laylen explains. “Due to an unfortunate fall against a