LOGINMy life was already a mess and Kai played a huge part in making the mess bigger by bringing Lucien back.I couldn't track him down in college. Then I went to his house, and it turned out he went somewhere without his car. I was sure he didn't go to the same abandoned building because he parked his car in his home. Which left me with only one option. He stopped at the park on his way home whenever he needed to clear his head.And lately, he had been needing to do that a lot.I spotted him sitting on the bench, his backpack beside him and his head tilted back against the seat.For a moment, I just watched him.Then I walked towards him. "Kai."His eyes opened.He looked at me and immediately sighed.I crossed my arms. "Why the hell are you avoiding me?"He sat up straight. "Me? Avoiding you?""Yes." He scoffed. "Pfft."I stared at him and he looked away, probably thinking about running away from the park."Kai," I gave him a warning."Okay, maybe a little.""A little?" I repeated. He
I tried tracking down Kai, but he managed to sneak out of the college. I waited for him until almost all the students walked out of the college, only to realise he was long gone, and wherever he went, this time he took his car. Letting out a sigh, I started walking out of the college as well. I was thinking about Kai until my eyes landed on him. "Lucien," his name escaped my lips. He was leaning casually against his black car parked a little away from the college entrance.My steps slowed, but I decided to keep walking.But his eyes quickly found their way into mine. I hated how easily they still managed to distract me.He pushed himself away from the car and opened the passenger door. "Get in."I stopped a few feet away. "No."His jaw tightened. "Celeste.""I can go home myself." I turned around and started walking again.I heard his footsteps behind me. "You're coming with me," his voice was, as usual, filled with authority."No, I'm not." I kept walking without looking back at
I had been avoiding water. Not because I wanted to.But because I had to.Lately, it had become harder to control.A small ripple in a glass could turn into a wave if I wasn't careful enough. The water in the sink sometimes moved on its own whenever I was near it. And the worst part was that it happened more often when other people were around.So I had started avoiding it.It was getting ridiculous. But not as ridiculous as Kai avoiding me, or more specifically, my questions. I still hadn't asked him anything about the building, but I was dying to know what he was doing there. Or what Seraphine had said to him. I glanced at the large clock on the wall, then back at the brown boxes in front of me. I was helping Mom clean one of the old storage cabinets before dinner.Or, more accurately, Mom was cleaning while I stood nearby and tried not to get in her way.She had already made three piles, things to keep, things to donate, and things to throw away.Of course, everything had to be ar
Something had changed. Kai had been acting strange all day.He was quieter. His eyes screamed that he had not slept properly. As someone who would spend nights tossing, turning, and running away from her dreams, I knew the look on his face too well. He wasn't making jokes, wasn't annoying me every five minutes, and worst of all, he kept checking his phone whenever he thought I wasn't looking.Something was definitely wrong. We had not talked about the photograph or the symbol either. We were walking out of the college campus, but Kai hadn't said a word, he was in his world.As though it were not enough, he suddenly stopped walking and turned to face me, "Why don't you go home? I have to go somewhere else."I looked at him without blinking. "You want me to go home?""Yeah.""Without you?" I asked. Ever since everything had started happening, he made sure to keep me company. Hearing these words was not a good sign. "Where do you have to go?" I decided to ask, even though he was not
The next morning, Kai was already waiting for me outside the college library.He looked tired. Not normal tired. His eyes were red. The kind of tired that came from spending too much time staring at something you probably shouldn't be looking at."You look horrible," I told him."Thank you," he replied, picking up the large backpack beside his feet.The books were peeking out from inside as he tried to close the bag, but when there was no success, he removed three books from inside. I stared at the bag, "What are you doing?""Research."I took a moment before asking, "About the photograph?"His expression changed for half a second. "Yes."Something about his reaction made me suspicious, but before I could ask anything else, he handed me those books, "Hold these."I looked down at the three books in my arms, "Why?" They were not enormous like the ones in his bag. "Because I have more.""Where did you get all these?" I frowned, he was not the one to rely on the books. According to him
The next morning was not any different. I was pretending the fingerprints on my wrist didn't exist. I covered them with the sleeve of my shirt and went to college as if nothing had happened. It was easier that way. At least, that was what I kept telling myself, while trying to ignore the headache. But my plan of pretending nothing had happened was succesfully ruined by Kai.But his presence at the same time was somehow enough to make everything feel slightly less terrifying.I had barely finished telling him about the fingerprints when he stared at my wrist for almost a full minute.Then he looked at my face...then at my wrist again...then back at me."I have a question," he finally started.I raised an eyebrow. "What?""Why do supernatural things keep happening to you when I'm not around?"I blinked twice."That's your question?" I kept myself from screaming the words at him. "Yes," he shrugged."Kai.""What?" He looked genuinely confused. "I'm your best friend. I should at least g
It was 7:45."You are late."I knew it was coming."My classes will start late today," I replied, avoiding eye contact.Mom could read the lies hiding behind the words effortlessly."We all have to follow a routine," Mom folded her arms. It was a warning and I knew better than to argue with her.I
What was that?The red eyes were still haunting my memory and to make everything worse, the mark on my wrist was burning from the inside like something was trying to crawl from inside my skin. I kept hiding the mark under my fingers, the skin was burning but I kept my focus on the street lights tha
Cinnamon and control, these were the scents that danced elegantly in every corner of my home.The cold spoon between my fingers mimicked the temperature of the oatmeal in front of me. Stirring the spoon back and forth in the mushy contents of the bowl, I sat up straight to correct my posture as the
There was a sudden shift in our surroundings.The air had gotten more dangerous. We were no longer the only ones standing uninvited on the forest ground.Something was moving behind the trees, something that couldn't be seen, it only showed its presence by the rustling sound of leaves.My eyes final







