Liora's POV "Did you really think you could hide from us forever, Liora?"The words were smooth, cold, and slow. They hit me like a splash of freezing water. My head snapped up toward the doorway, my breath catching tight in my throat.There he was…Victor.He was leaning against the dark wood of our dining room doorframe with that same smug, familiar smirk on his lips. It was the exact face that had haunted my nightmares for months. The face that forced us to pack our bags in the dark, abandon our lives, and run straight here, restarting our lives. He was the reason we were always on edge, checking our mirrors, and hiding our true scents. He just stood there, completely uninvited, staring at me with dead, heavy eyes. The sharp smell of old leather and cold metal rolled off his black jacket, filling the warm room.Then, everything around me went completely black.My head spun, and my vision exploded into quick, blurry flashes. I saw shadows moving fast through the trees behind our ho
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