MIA'S POV The corridor is cold, colder than it has any right to be, but it’s not the draft seeping through the palace stones that makes my skin prickle. Rather, it’s Kyle’s smile. His smile is sharp, calculative and predatory. It's like he caught a prey after so many unsuccessful attempts.I freeze, back pressed against the wall, my instinct clawing inside me, whispering for me to run.But where? His body blocks the only exit, and he moves like a predator who already scented the kill.“Well, well,” he drawls, stepping closer. His boots echo, each sound a nail in the coffin of my courage. “You always were curious, Mia. Too curious for your own good.”I hear footsteps, more like clicking of heels moving farther away from us. His other companion has left. I didn't even get to see the person's face or listen properly to know who the voice belonged to.I couldn't hear the details of their plans and I didn't get to see who Kyle is in cahoots with, my coming here is just a waste o
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