What it is about
Born with the gift of second sight, I could see things others couldn't – spirits, auras, the unseen world. After my husband, Damon Blackwood, was blinded in a car accident, I didn't hesitate to donate my corneas.
But after the surgery was a success, he tricked me and buried me alive in the mountains.
Sand filled my nostrils, a terrifying sense of suffocation choking me.
The last thing I heard before losing consciousness was Damon’s vengeful voice.
“Die, Anya Reed! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be tormented by these spirits!”
