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Chapter 39 The Ghost in the Forest

Penulis: Judith GW
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(Charlie)

The black ink on Elara’s skin seems to writhe under the harsh fluorescent lights of the medical wing.

A rose. A blade. Thorns.

I don't just see it. I feel it. I feel the scratch of charcoal on heavy paper. I smell the scent of lavender and old parchment that used to cling to my mother’s study like a second skin.

“What are you drawing, Mama?”

“Just a garden, little bird. A garden that grows in the dark.”

I stumble back, hitting the doorframe with a thud that rattles my teeth. Bile rises in my throat, hot and acidic.

"Charlie!"

Kaleb is there instantly. His hands are on my shoulders, his heat trying to penetrate the sudden, freezing cold that has seized my bones. He smells of soap and comfort, but right now, I can’t stand it.

"Don't," I gasp, wrapping my arms around my waist as I try to keep myself from falling apart. "Don't touch me right now."

"Charlie, talk to me," he pleads, stepping back but keeping his hands raised, hovering. "Ezra said it’s a Sleeper Mark. Do you recog
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