I stared at the picture a few more moments, caught up in those haunting blue eyes. Then, I tucked it away and returned to Amberwood, resolved to keep the photograph a secret. If the Alchemists wanted to deny Marcus Finch’s existence to me, I would let them continue until I figured out why. That meant my only lead was Clarence and the absent Warriors. Still, it was a start.

Somehow, sometime, I was going to find Marcus Finch and get my answers.

I was surprised to see Jill sitting outside our dorm when I walked in. She was in the shade, of course, still able to enjoy the nice weather without the sun’s full force. We’d finally moved into a sort of autumn around here, not that eighty was what I usually associated with brisk fall weather. Jill’s face was pensive, but she brightened a little when she saw me.

“Hey, Sydney. I was hoping to catch you. Can’t find you anymore without your phone.”

I made a face. “Yeah, I need to replace that. It’s been a huge pain.”

She nodded in commiseration. “Did you drop Sonya off?”

“She’s on her way back to Court and Mikhail—and hopefully a much more peaceful life.”

“That’s good,” said Jill. She glanced away and bit her lower lip.

I knew her well enough by now to recognize the signs of when she was bracing to tell me something. I also knew better than to push the matter, so I waited patiently.

“I did it,” she said at last. “I told Micah it’s over… really over.”

Relief flooded me. One less thing to worry about. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I know that must have been hard.”

She brushed curly hair away from her face as she considered. “Yes. And no. I like him. And I’d like to keep hanging out with him—as friends—if he wants to. I don’t know, though. He took it kind of hard… and our mutual friends? Well… they’re not very happy with me right now.” I tried not to groan. Jill had made such headway with her status here, and now it could be shattered. “But it’s for the best. Micah and I live in different worlds, and there’d be no real future with a human anyway. Besides, I’ve been thinking a lot about love… like, epic love…” She looked up at me for a moment, her gaze softening. “And that wasn’t what we had. Seems like if I’m with someone, that’s what I should feel.”

I thought epic love was kind of a stretch for someone her age but didn’t say so. “Are you going to be okay?”

She snapped back to reality. “Yeah, I think so.” A small smile played over her lips. “And once this has passed, maybe Eddie will want to go out sometime—away from campus, of course. Seeing as we’re ‘related.’”

Her words were almost a repeat of what I’d heard the other night at Clarence’s, and I stared in surprise as realization dawned on me. “You don’t know… I thought you would since Angeline’s your roommate…”