•Faye•"No. No, please don't."The words tore out of my own throat before I understood I was the one saying them, dream-logic thick and suffocating, pinning me somewhere between the hallway of my childhood home and somewhere else entirely, walls that didn't belong to either place bleeding together at the edges."Please. I'll be good. I'll be a good girl, I promise, just—"The voice above me shifted midsentence, slurred and familiar one second, cold and precise the next, my stepfather's shape dissolving into something taller, broader, a face I knew just as well wearing an expression I'd only seen once, calm and methodical, patient in exactly the way that made my whole body understand there would be no reasoning with whatever came next.Shaun's hand closed around mine, gentle, almost tender, the same way he always held it. Except this time there was a blade in his other hand, and when he looked at me his eyes held nothing I recognized, no warmth, no patience, just that same terrible, fo
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