RAFAEL POV
Nicklaus doesn't say a word at first. He just watches me. His arms cross over his chest, from his facial expressions I couldn't even read what's going on in his head. He's doing that thing again, staring straight through me like he can read every damn pages in my head. I couldn't even say a word either, my head is a f*****g mess.
He lets out a breath of exhalation, the kind that say this is deep. "You really think it's a spell?" His voice is calm, plain, and the little tinge of laughter in his voice I could tell he's almost mocking me. This isn't even funny.
I grit my teeth, jaw clenching.
"I don't know what the f**k it is, Nicklaus," I mutter, pacing toward the window. "All I know is, she's messing with me. She's in my head. I can't f*****g breathe when she's near. I see h
