THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THE DARK

RILEY’S POV

I groaned as my eyes peeled open to the familiar ceiling of my room. A face was hunching over me, blurred out by a flimsy glass over my vision.

Loud sobs hit me first.

Then, next, the familiar sweet scent of the perfume Elindin sprayed over me every single morning after she got...

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