A wave of sadness washed over Jessie.

She gently clasped Jeslyn's hand. Glancing up, Jessie spotted a figure at the doorway of the girl's room. Dressed in white with dark hair, he cut a striking figure in the dim Light.

It was Albert.

His eyes held an inscrutable depth, their meaning lost on Jessie.

She couldn't even gauge how long he'd been observing them from there.