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ent, the image of the strange man and memories of ever

e my laptop at 3AM, the image of those golden

ard as I made research, typing eve

have glowy

an move lik

y were pointing at supernatural bei

s not real. I told myself, trying to brush it off, but I was

ust your in

d as my mom's last words echoed in

l these years, and right now, my instinct is screaming that the stranger was d

sity brewing inside me. I neede

fast, and soon,

and into the bathroom t

part-time job, my pho

as

s meet. I'll explain everything th

of the text, my grip t

ust be insane to think th

a deep sigh, I tosse

taken days off from work to spend Christmas with Jasper, and si

it, a strange cold washing over me as memor

about it, Ella. You

ot, wore my hand gloves, and grabb

out of my apartment. My car was almost cove

ine revving pulled my attention, and as I lifted my g

in gray pants and a white sweatshirt.

me. His fingers were clutching tightly around

ned at my sides. He dares show h

'm sorry about everything. Yeah, I messed up... I shouldn't hav

faded into

run out

ng him around... my heart would pound hard, but looking at

faded as my eyes flicked past him to the person st

familiar cold washed over me.

I recognised him right away. H

ger from l

into fists beside me as I took a step ba

s... but strangely, I wasn't so

arted cross

eath h

apped me back as he grabbed my hand roug

e was ful

orry about it. How could you ignore me

stilled when I lifted my gaze and was

kably the same eye

standing right b

n my throat, knees

ords came out. My heart w

d Jasper's hand and pulled him b

g of Jasper's bone a