DAPHNE'S POV"I will help you," Eleanor said, and stretched forth her hand, with a smile tugged across her lips. "Take my hand. Trust me on this."I was about placing my hand on hers, when heavy wind blew me off.I woke up with a start, and quickly looked around. Seeing I was in my room and it was all a dream, I relaxed.Ever since my encounter with Eleanor, it's been one dream and another, replaying what she had said when we met.I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to consider it.But her words kept slipping back in, uninvited—soft, persuasive, and dangerous in the way they almost sounded like my own thoughts.I stared at the ceiling, letting my mind wonder, trying to suppress her voice, taking over my head.I wanted nothing to do with her.I let out a deep breath and climbed down the bed. Went on with my morning routine and when I finally came out, I almost bumped into Daisy by the doorway."You have a visitor," she informed. "Zac." She walked away.Zac? I wasn't expectin
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