Chapter 16 THE GOLDEN TICKET

~ARIA~

My heart is practically hammering against my ribs.

Beside me, the screeching on the window does not stop.

Instead, it seems as if it intensifies as the blood-stained hand does not relent.

Scratch. Scratch. Scratch.

“And scratch,” I gasp, throwing myself forward as my eyes snap open.

I’m compl...

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