Chapter 13 13.
The dream clung to me through breakfast—the sensation of cold metal in my palm, Lena’s aged reflection, the eighth mirror staring back like a black eye in the gallery of my mind.
Ivy watched me over her coffee mug. “You’re quiet.”
“Bad dreams.”
“The house?”
“Always the house.”
She didn’t pr...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1 1.
2. Chapter 2 2.
3. Chapter 3 Cassian
4. Chapter 4 4.
5. Chapter 5 5.
6. Chapter 6 6.
7. Chapter 7 7. 
8. Chapter 8 8.
9. Chapter 9 9.
10. Chapter 10 10.
11. Chapter 11 11.
12. Chapter 12 12.
13. Chapter 13 13.
14. Chapter 14 14.
15. Chapter 15 15.
16. Chapter 16 16.
17. Chapter 17 17.
18. Chapter 18 18.
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