BURY OUR BONES IN THE MIDNIGHT SOIL by V. E. SCHWAB Free Novel Chapter 4
The tapestries, the chairs, the rugs. María paces the house, reciting to herself the many changes she will make, but soon grows bored. She goes upstairs and lets herself into her husband’s rooms, surprised to find them a cluttered version of her own. A suit of armor poses on a wooden model, the metal polished