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Something about the air didn’t seem right.
Maybe I’d noticed it from the moment I woke up. Or maybe it was just the fact that my entire plan for the day had gone to s**t. But I was sure something had shifted in the air, like that funny feeling you got in your bones when it was going to rain on an otherwise sunny day.
The thought had been clawing at the back of my mind, but I’d ignored it while my mind was focused on Asher, and eventually on Mia. But as I walked away from her and Aunt Margaret, I suddenly felt it return.
It started with a tingling sensation down my spine, then the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. Time seemed to slow down as the light drizzle continued to fall around me, while the roar of the city died down.
And suddenly there was Asher in the mid
