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Chapter 1 teaser :
My gaze lifts and finds the mirror again.
It drags down my body without permission. Over the bruising, the blood, the damage that hasn't settled y—
What the fuck.
My eyes settles right at my hip.
My breath stalls just enough that the next inhale doesn't come when it should.
The edges of my vision tighten, pulling inward until everything outside of that mark fades, like the rest of the room has stepped back and left me alone with it.
My hand comes up without thinking, hovering just above the skin, not touching, not yet. There's more blood than there should be. Not from the cut.
Around it.
She stood there.
Close enough to touch. Close enough to—
My fist tightens harder.
The tremor in my hand turns violent, running through my arm, into my chest, settling deep under my ribs where it burns bright and constant.
The pressure builds fast now.
Too fast.
She left something behind.
Marked me like—
The thought doesn't finish.
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LITERALLY GIGGLING AT WHAT HAPPENS IN CHAPTER 1! Any predictions?