Bound by His Promise
“Rhea, stay with me!”
Her eyes fluttered open—silver this time.
“I can hear him,” she whispered weakly. “And her.”
“What are they saying?”
She looked past me, almost smiling.
“That I’m next.”
The words chilled me to the bone.
Rhea’s POV
Inside the darkness, I could see them. Two figures—Jake, broken but reaching for me; and Erika, smiling like she already won.
“You can’t contain us both,” Erika whispered.
“Then I’ll rewrite you,” I said.