er. She grabbed the printed blueprints of
ld, steady rain was beating
. She let herself in, holding a few e
tiny, scratched dining table. She excited
yes traced the complex, Victorian
ve, crushing wave of gri
the corner of the map. Her eyes filled with hot, unexp
's pale face. "Cora? Are yo
e forced a weak, fake smile. "I'm just dizzy. I
e extra papers. "Get some rest. I'll see you in
lled a glass with tap water and swallowed two me
She listened to the rain hitting the g
hit her like a
nded by the glaring light of
credibly heavy, suffocatingly tight gi
background, but the air in the room
had a breathtakingly beautiful face, bu
at out vicious curses and mocki
e certainty that her name was Seraphina-
d. She shoved Seraph
backward. The surrounding aristocra
replaced by the terrifying weight of
ling dirt on top of her. She opened her mouth to s
d on her bed. Her hands gripped
her eyes snapping open. She gasped
Her dark hair clung to her fore
e dark room. She saw her dresser
nd the sound of Isolde's cruel laughre feet hit the freezing hardwood f
open and stumbled out into t
d her back against the cold tile wall, clutching
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