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I closed the distance between us, and let his war whatever was up withabout this stuffthat the last feeeks never happened

That I’d never gone to stay with the coven That my powers hadn’t been stripped and stuck in two stupid jars That Daniel was still alive, Raphael had never been attacked, and Claudia was still here

Tears welled but I refused to let them fall on principle A pity party wouldn’t solve any of ht about what could be causing htmares

I followed Dastien into my room

“Holler when you’re dressed” Meredith left our adjoining bathroo the door behind her

“Sure thing,” I hts to really focus on anything The first ti for a gris-gris We hadn’t found anything that looked reht it was a just a really bad dream

But five nights in a row…

Dastien grabbed a pair of his sweatpants and quickly pulled theed?”

My cheeks burned “I’ve got it” Even if he wasceremony yet He was determined not to cross the line until we did, but ere True Mates Two halves of one soul So, we already had somewhat of a bond With it, we could talk silently to each other, feel each other’s emotions, and I could see where he e were apart—but that last one wasn’t a nor That was an enhancement my witchy-ness provided

I dug through entle it in my hamper, I pulled on a pair of sleep shorts and a tank

When I turned back, I blinked at the sight of the rainbow tie-dyed throw pillow in the center ofcompared to the painful whiteness of my room Before I becas free of any vision-inducing elements, so white had always been more about practicality than an aesthetic choice The pilloas the first decoration I’d gotten since I gained control of my visions Noanted to hurl it across the room

I wasn’t in control anymore

Dastien reclined onthe rainbow pillow to ether “We’re dressed,” I yelled

Meredith peeked in and her hair fell forward Her current dye job was black with streaks of hot pink It looked fantastic against her pale, white skin She was tall and thin, built like a runway , but Meredith was my first friend here My best friend, besides Dastien

“So, what’s the deal with the night terrors?” She asked

“I don’t know” I picked at the seams of the pillow as I tried to coet so that affected me so much? Even now, all I could remember was the smell of sulfur And the fear

“What about your visions?”

“Still MIA” Although, I had a theory about as happening Not a great theory, but one in general Worry gnawed in ic taken out and put back in changed things”