Jessica’s POV
I stood in the middle of a clearing, wrapped in suffocating darkness so thick it felt alive, pressing against my skin like an unseen force.
A chorus of whispers slithered through the air, seeping into my mind, threading through my thoughts like poison.
I strained to decipher the voices, but they were like a flood—murmurs overlapping, drowning each other out.
Then, a single voice cut through the chaos—sharp and haunting.
"I told you you'd be mine, Jessica."
A figure appeared before me, a dark silhouette emerging from the shadows.
I staggered backward, trying to avoid who it was.
Lightning then slashed across the sky, illuminating the person's face.
My breath caught in my throat.
"No, it can't be," I muttered.
It was like I was staring into a mirror—except the gir
