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Chapter 1

I stared at the message, and my mind went blank.The fortune-teller's deeply lined face surfaced in my memory again. "Young lady, death is written in your stars. One day, you'll die at the hands of a man named Jamie Bloom. Be very, very careful."Ever since then, that name had haunted me like a curse, and I'd done everything I could to stay clear of it.Jameson Cole and I had been dating online for six months, and things between us had always been steady.Today was our first time meeting in person. He'd booked this mountaintop resort especially for the occasion, saying he wanted to give me the most romantic night of my life.Back when we'd first started talking, I'd even made him send me a photo of his ID.Right—his ID!I dug his wallet out of his bag and went through it piece by piece: his ID, his driver's license.The photo was him. And in the name field, in plain bold letters: Jameson Cole.I swallowed hard. What was going on?Then a thought stabbed through me. The fortune

Chapter 2

The blade was half-wrapped in a black leather sheath, showing only a narrow strip of gleaming metal.If I hadn't been rummaging so frantically, I'd never have noticed it.I crouched there, forgetting to breathe.The fortune-teller's prophecy slithered up my spine like a venomous snake and coiled around me once more."Babe, come here."Jameson lifted a corner of the blanket and patted the bed beside him.The lamplight bathed half his face in a warm glow.But the sweeter he acted, the colder I felt.There were only two of us in this room.The shuttle had stopped running hours ago. No one could get in, and I couldn't get out.If he really was the man from the prophecy, tonight was the night I'd die.I forced myself to stay calm and pretended to call my best friend.Then, keeping my eyes on Jameson, I tried to sound as casual as I could. "Nell, did you just call me?"I paused, deliberately drawing out my words."Oh, you're coming to see me later? But isn't the shuttle out of

Chapter 3

Before I could even cry out, a brutal force yanked me out."Ah—!"A hand clamped down hard over my mouth, smothering my scream, and I slammed into a solid chest.My vision went black, and I tasted the heavy tang of blood.He gripped the back of my neck and dragged me to the edge of the pool like a rag doll, then hurled me down.I crashed onto the cold marble floor. It felt like every bone in my body had come apart.Jameson bent over me and slowly drew the knife.The tip of the blade glinted coldly under the harsh white light.The gentle mask he'd been wearing was torn away completely, revealing a vicious, thrilled grin underneath."Keep running. Why'd you stop?"He slid the back of the blade lightly across my cheek, speaking like a man showing off his most prized collection."Wh-why..."My voice came out in broken pieces.He grinned. "Don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being named Avery."I remembered that when we'd first connected online, be

Chapter 4

I shot to my feet and stumbled back several steps."Ms. Larkin!"The person outside shouted through the glass, her voice carrying through the sheets of rain.I stared at her for several seconds before it suddenly came to me: I'd seen her at the front desk when we checked in.She was the resort's owner. Round face, a little plump, very friendly.Relief flooded through me, and I practically threw myself at the door to open it.The owner stood under the awning, wet strands of hair plastered to her face, looking apologetic."I'm so sorry, Ms. Larkin. This storm came out of nowhere, and lightning knocked out the cell tower on the mountain. I've already called for repairs, and the repairman's on his way. Please don't panic. Just wait here and try to relax."I let out a huge breath, close to tears.Finally, finally, someone was here."It's okay, it's okay. Thank you so much..."I forced a smile, but before I could finish, I saw the owner's gaze drift past my shoulder and land squar

Chapter 5

Ms. Bloom?!The name went off in my head like a bomb.My throat tightened, and cold sweat broke out across my back.Her last name was Bloom too?!When I thought about how I'd just told her the fortune-teller's prophecy word for word, I wanted to slap myself silly.No, wait.The fortune-teller had clearly said a man.The woman in front of me was still attractive for her age, with smooth skin and soft curves. There wasn't a single thing about her that looked like a man.I glanced over at Jameson.Was Jamie really just his nickname? Had I misjudged him?Had I simply stumbled onto a psycho killer by sheer coincidence?My mind was a battlefield.After the scare Jameson had given me, even the name Bloom set my nerves on edge.Why, of all times, did I have to get dragged into some twisted round of "Will the Real Jamie Bloom Please Stand Up?"A few seconds later, I calmed down.I couldn't panic now.What if her name wasn't Jamie Bloom? Then I was just scaring myself.But what

Chapter 6

My dad started an affair with my mom's best friend when I was seven.Back then, getting divorced was the most shameful thing in the world.My mom wanted me to have a complete family, so she swallowed every humiliation.Even when my dad brought that woman home and slept with her in our own bedroom, all my mom would do was cover my ears, push me out the door, and tell me not to come back inside.But I heard everything.Standing outside the door, I heard that woman call out my dad's name. I heard my mom in another room, crying so hard and so quietly that no sound came out.I was only seven, but I'd remember those sounds for the rest of my life.After that, my mom was worn down day after day, night after night, and within a few years, she was gone.I grew up on the kindness of neighbors, eating at whatever table would have me, stumbling my way into adulthood.If there's one thing I hate more than anything in this world, it's a cheating man.Especially one who fools around with hi

Chapter 7

In the distance, the shuttle boat's motor grew louder and louder, and a glaring beam of light pierced the glass of the front door.I jolted as if the light had burned me awake.I was out of time!I quickly crouched down and wiped my fingerprints off everything I'd touched, then picked up the solid wooden sculpture I'd hit Ms. Bloom with and threw it into the pool.Ripples spread across the surface, then quickly faded into stillness.Once all that was done, I raked my fingers through my hair and yanked my collar askew, and only then did I stagger toward the front door.Outside stood the repairman, carrying a big toolbox and wearing a wrinkled work uniform.The sight of me, disheveled and a total mess, startled him so badly he took a step back."Miss, wh-what happened to you?""H-help!" I practically wailed. "Someone... someone's been killed!"The color drained from his face. "Who? Where?""That... that man, my boyfriend!"I was sobbing so hard I could barely get the words ou

Chapter 8

The repairman scrambled out the door, his face ghostly pale, panting so hard he could barely speak."They're—they're both dead! Ms. Bloom's dead! And that guy's not breathing either!"He wiped the sweat off his face with a shaking hand. "This is insane! Forget fixing the signal. Let's get on the boat and get out of here, then call the police right away!""O-okay..."I pretended to still be in shock and nodded over and over.We headed toward the dock, one behind the other.Dawn was just breaking, and a thin white mist hung over the lake.As we passed an old, crooked tree, I deliberately slowed down.The moment he turned his back, I quickly pulled the handkerchief out of my pocket.Then I crouched down, picked up a heavy rock, wrapped the handkerchief tightly around it, and took out one of the hair ties I always kept in my bag, winding it around again and again until it was tied tight.The handkerchief-wrapped rock sank silently into the lake, and the ripples on the surface soo

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