Selene didn’t move. Not because she couldn’t, but because her brain just… stopped. Like the wires had crossed. Her hands were wet, water still dripping off her fingers. She just stood there, staring, not even blinking. It didn’t feel real.
At first glance, it looked like her. The hair. The eyes. The angle of the jaw. But then.., then the smile. Not her smile. Not one she was wearing. But it was there on the glass, curling slowly into the kind of smile that didn’t ask for forgiveness. That was the smile she used when she was hunting. When she was baiting someone stupid enough to believe softness meant safety.
But her own face? Her own lips weren’t smiling.
The chill that hit her spine was instant. Brutal. Her muscles locked like stone. Her lungs forgot how to work. She blinked. The smil
