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Looking in the mirror is strange, especially when I see Micah’s face staring back at me. If I had to pretend to be Micah for the rest of my life, I’d do it just to have time with Faith. It killed me knowing she was just next door to my room, and I couldn’t be in there with her. At least, I knew she was safe. I haven’t left her side the entire day.
“When do you think we’ll find out?” Faith asks as we sit down at the dining room table filled with all sorts of food. It’s closing in on seven o’clock, and no one has heard who is fighting who.
Colin grabs a plate and piles it high. “Obviously, Vilkas likes to keep everyone on the edge of their seats.”
Two seconds later, Killian strolls into the dining room with Tia. “I do, actually. It keeps things interesting.”
Tia gives Faith a r
