Chapter 1275

Jude swallowed hard. "Lucy, I don't want to lose you."

"You haven't," she said, turning to face him. "I'm still me. I still love you. But I see more now. I feel more. And I'm not afraid of it."

Outside, the trees rustled in a breeze that didn't touch the house. A faint, familiar hum threaded the air again, softer now, gentle.

Lucy curled into his chest, her leg thrown over his hip. "She's waiting for Sophie."

Jude stiffened. "What?"

"She showed me. In the dream. Sophie's next."

He sat up, dragging a sheet over them both. "We need to find her."

"She's safe," Lucy said, eyes still distant. "For now. But she's already hearing the song. It's only a matter of time."

Jude stood, pulling on his pants, heart racing. Emma stirred from the corner, blinking groggily.

"What happened?" she mumbled. Then her eyes sharpened. "Where's Lucy?"

"I'm here," Lucy said, sitting up slowly. "I'm fine."