Chapter Three Hundred Sixty-Three

ANASTACIA

I wake up in the bed all alone. At least, I think I’m alone, until I sit up and see the lavender fog that dances about the edges of the room. Am I dreaming again?

Shit.

Maybe.

Voices are coming from the open doorway, a pulse of white light that eclipse the entry drawing me like a ...

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