KASMINE.
The night had turned against me.
The moment my eyes met Kester's through that window, everything inside me turned to ice.
His dead, hollow eyes bore into me, stripping me bare. His expression had been deathly still, like a ghost. Like a nightmare made real.
Then, in the next breath, he was gone.
I had stopped immediately, my heart slamming against my ribs, my body cold despite the heat of Jake's hands tangling in my hair, guiding me forward, completely unaware of what I had just seen.
And the fact that I didn't even know if it was just my imagination or if it was even real added to my panic.
I didn't give Jake the expected release he might have looked forward to. I had taken him high up to the sky and let him fall to the ground just like that. But, typical Jake... He was no
