Chapter 67 67

ARIELLE'S POV

I stepped into the house with a foot, and was about to shove it wider when a sharp, insistent sound cut through the afternoon quiet.

Caw. Caw. Caw.

A crow. Perched on the gutter above the porch railing, its black eyes fixed on me like it was waiting for something. The noise was so s...

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