That night…
Sophia rode alone through the misty valley, her cloak billowing behind her. She followed the directions Remi had given her—coordinates found buried in the scroll’s lining. She didn’t tell anyone where she was going.
Not even Felix. Not Ethan.
She needed answers. And if the other girl existed—her sister—she needed to find her before someone else did.
She arrived at an abandoned temple carved into a mountain wall. Moss crept along its stones. Vines covered the entrance like ribs protecting a secret heart.
Sophia stepped in, torch in hand.
It was eerily silent.
The inner chamber had a single altar, and upon it, a mirror.
Ancient. Cracked.
She stepped closer, but her torch flickered and died. And then, impossibly, the mirror began to glow.
Sophia gasped.
Her reflection s
