Selena POV: At Her House, Trying To Bring Out The Other Side Of Liam
I didn’t sleep the night before. My body was tired, but my mind was wired, circling around Liam. Or Ash. Or whoever the hell lived inside that boy’s head.
Ash said he knew where Katarina was. But he never lasted long. Just a flicker. A shadow. And then he was gone.
So I did research. Looked up everything I could find on Dissociative Identity Disorder. Triggers. Grounding techniques. How to summon alters, how not to break them. I wasn’t a damn therapist, but I was desperate.
The plan had too many cracks and too many ways to get me killed. But I didn’t care. If there was even a one percent chance that Liam—whatever version of Liam—knew where Katarina was, I had to try.
So I set it all up. The room was warm, quiet, and
