Chapter 201

Zelda

My heart pounded against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the terror that still clung to me. My eyes snapped open, blurry and disoriented, but the residual images of the dream—the glint of the scalpel, James’s cold eyes, Hellen’s cruel grin—burned behind my eyelids.

It was just a dream. A n...

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