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WHAT WILL HAPPEN? KATHERINE «Her mouth was smiling, but I was afraid.
She looked like a replica of myself.
I took a step back in fear.
Her gaze suddenly turned sorrowful.
She opened her lips, speaking to me, but I couldnt hear anything.
Time was running outI knew it.
In the blink of an eye, I saw her leap through the second-floor glass window.
I reached out in panic, shards of light scattering like thousands of butterflies, clouding my vision.
Shes going to die if she jumps from here!» "No!" I woke up with a jolt, my hand stretched out as in the dream, trying to grab that...
woman so much like me.
Something wet streaked down my face, and I touched the tears on my cheeks with my fingertips.
Was that a dream? It felt too strange, too vivid, and eerily unsettling.
I glanced around, trying to calm myself, but when I didnt see Elliot beside me, my anxiety returned.
"Elliot?" I called out as I sat up, shifting toward the edge of the rug.
T expected to feel like I was falling apart after the physical exhaustion, but surprisingly, aside from the thick white fluid trickling down between my thighs, my whole body thrummed with energy.
---- "They really are perverts.
Couldnt even clean me up." I sighed, murmuring to myself, before noticing, under the glow of the fireplace, a message written on the stone tile near my boots.
"Baby, dont be scared.
We went out to get food, we're close.
Dont worry." At least my heart settled.
Tearing off a bit more fabric until I was practically naked, I made a makeshift pad for *" the warrior" *as I would now call my distinguished vulvaand pulled my underwear up over my legs.
I figured Id find some water in Lavinias room and check on her while I was at it.
But standing up made it worse.
That mess began to spill out, and damn that shameless wolf, and me too...
Well, better not even think about everything I did and begged for.
1 still hadnt processed how I managed to take that thing almost entirely...
and enjoy it! I didnt know whether to feel proud or worried.
I opened the door and stepped in quietly.
The lamp had gone out, but despite the darkness, something strange happenedI could see everything perfectly.
The details, Lavinia sleeping peacefullyalmost better than when the lamp was on.
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I touched my eyes.
What is this? It had to be Elliots blood.
But something burned in my chest I ---- felt it coursing through my veins, swirling inside me.
My magic...
and now more than ever, I was aware of it.
Unable to make sense of these sensations, and still shaken by the lingering echoes of that dream, I walked to Lavinias bedside.
A small smile tugged at my lips, pleased to see her without a single wound, her skin flushed and healthy.
Imade my way to the bathroom, trying not to make noise, locked myself inside, and, well...
did the best I could to clean up the disaster.
I didnt take long, just a quick wipe-down.
Honestly, it was embarrassing enough that my daughter was in the adjacent room, but after what I had done in the salon, I shouldnt have any shame left.
I tiptoed back out and let her rest, locking the door behind meI didnt trust anything.
As I headed back to the salon, testing this newfound ability to see in the dark, I stepped out of the hallway when "ah!" I clutched my chest as something pulsedsharp, painful rising up my throat, piercing my temples, settling deep inside my head.
The dreams memories replayed vividly in my mind.
Trealized somethingthat place in my dream...
was this decrepit mansion.
| lifted my gaze to the vast room, feeling as if something was watching me.
The yellow, insect-eaten curtains began to sway, though no wind ---- stirred.
Every hair on my body stood on end.
I considered sitting near the fireplace, waiting for Elliot, but something caught my attention, It was so fast, I wasnt sure if I imagined it.
Awomans shadow, moving across the far side, heading toward the mansions foyer.
Was it her? The woman from my dreams? Drawn by something primal, an unbreakable bond, I took a step forward...
then another.
Before I knew it, I was following the path of my nightmare ascending the stairs to the second floor, moving through the deserted hallways, the floorboards creaking like wails beneath my steps.
Moonlight poured through the enormous circular window.
1 lifted my head, and there it wasthe long rope dangling from the ceiling.
My trembling hand rose into the air, fingers inches from the frayed tassel.
If I touch it...
if 1 pull it...
what will happen.
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