CHAPTER 12: A TENSION THAT BURNS

"Tell me you didn't feel it."

Damian spoke in a low, almost menacing voice.

With my pulse still pounding from what I had just seen—or believed I had seen—I swallowed. Even

though the mirror was whole once again, we were barely no longer visible in the reception. Run, that

whisper, that darkness ...

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