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The Shadow Between us

Author: Monellawrites
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Kol

I was dancing with her. The ballroom glowed in golden light and in the air was soft music. My hand was on her waist and my other was clasping hers. Her skin, warm against mine. Aria smiled up at me, dressed in a blood-red gown that shimmered like rubies

“Smile,” she whispered, leaning close. “People are watching.”

I glanced around. The ballroom was empty.

“It’s just us,” I replied, confused. “There’s no one here.”

She didn’t answer. She just looked up again with that smile, only this time it didn’t reach her eyes.

“Smile,” she said again.

My grip tightened. “Aria…?”

“Smile,” she repeated, louder.

Then the corners of her mouth curled higher, peeling into something too wide and too sharp. Her features began shifting— darker and sharper brows, lipstick red like blood. Then her posture tilted and Aria had completely transformed into her.

Into Lira.

Her hair curled in the same wicked waves she wore when she wanted to start wars. Her perfume was so strong that it burned my throat. She
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