Chapter 48
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From the cracked window of the abandoned shed, I watched her through the gathering dusk. She was in there, laughing with them—those thieves who stole her. My fists clenched until my knuckles were white. That fool Alan had been a perfect scapegoat except for the fact that he had been an idiot.
My breath fogged the glass, ragged and hot.
She was mine.
Her voice drifted out, soft and bright, talking about fairy houses and kittens. So close I could almost reach through and pull her back to me. Back to before. She was tainted by that brute Rhodes, his hands on her like filth. No. I’d make her see.
Or I’d cut her hair off, and it’d go in the jar. Then I’d put her in the dirt where she belonged.
My heart slammed in my chest as the voice promised.
She’s yours.
TAKE HER.