Chapter 52 PREPARE TO BE UNPREPARED

MERRIELYNN.

The next morning, I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my toothbrush frozen mid-air.

My eyes were red and puffy from lack of sleep, and the events of the previous night replayed in my mind on a relentless loop.

The pool. The panic. Cormac carrying me out.

It wasn’t a dream, no m...

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