Chapter 34: The Crimson Ghost

- SELENE

I stood in front of the massive oak wardrobe in my bedroom, my hand resting on the brass handle. Liora was across the room, frantically ironing a sash, her breath coming in short, jagged hitches. She looked like she’d swallowed a swarm of bees, her hands shaking so hard the silk hissed aga...

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