Marked by the Moon
**"How much did you know?" I asked.
Silence.
"Enough," his voice was calm and low, as usual.
I looked around the room again.
The photographs, the notes, every conversation, every lesson, every answer he refused to give...suddenly, it all felt planned.
"Who are you?" I yelled the words again.
"You already know...." he started saying while taking a step forward, but I held my hand in front of him.
"Was any of it real?" I whispered.
For the first time, something cracked in Lucien's expression.
He opened his mouth. I waited for an explanation to make everything okay.
But nothing came out.
Then, he looked away.
I bit my lip to hold back the tear that was ready to fall.**
Celeste has always known how to behave. Speak when needed. Fit perfectly into the life built around her.
But it isn't enough.
The nights begin to change. Sleep turns restless. Whispers follow her into the dark. And the mark on her wrist starts burning as if it's trying to be seen...or trying to warn her.
When a series of brutal murders rocks her city, everything begins to unravel. She starts seeing things that shouldn't exist, hearing voices she can't explain, and feeling drawn to places she knows she should avoid.
Then there's him, the man with black eyes.
He appears where he shouldn't, moves like he's not bound by the same rules as everyone else, and looks at her as though he knows secrets he was never meant to know.
He warns her to stay away.
But she can't.
And the closer she gets, the more she realises the murders were never random.
They were always leading someone to her.
And whatever is waiting in the dark isn't just hunting her.
It's been waiting for her.
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