Evaline:
Charles inched closer, now close enough that I could see the shift in his expression clearly. The familiarity beneath the unfamiliar face, the darkness I had once known too well.
And then, he smiled.
It wasn't the gentle one I had seen before countless times. No. This one was different. It was cruel, possessive, and terrifying.
"You seem to have really forgotten me... Little sister," he said softly.
Little sister.
The familiar words shattered everything inside me the moment my ears registered them.
The world seemed to tilt.
My breath caught somewhere between my lungs and my throat, refusing to move.
No.
No, no, no.
This wasn't happening.
He wasn't-
He couldn't be-
But he was.
He was.
And there was no denying it anymore. No escaping it.
The past I had fought so hard to leave behind, the nightmare I thought I had survived... it was standing right in front of me - alive, smiling, watching me break.
