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ARIELLA
My bedroom door burst open just as I collapsed on the floor away from the mirror, away from the sight of someone else’s eyes staring back at me. What the hell is going on? That wasn’t me in the mirror … it was Zanna looking back at me.
Kamden stormed in the room all dressed in his Spring Court warrior gear and his sword drawn, ready for action. He ran to Zanna and searched over her, but then his gaze landed on me when she pointed in my direction. “What the …” he began. He approached me warily and tilted his head to the side, narrowing his gaze unsurely. “What’s going on? Who are you?”
“It’s me, Kam. Now stop talking so I can concentrate,” I demanded impatiently.
Marching over to the bed, I collapsed onto it and took some deep breaths. I twirled the dark hair in between my fi
