NOELLE
“Who is this?" The thing inhabiting my husband's body asks, tilting Azren's head slowly as if it's simply inspecting me like a piece of garbage. Those black eyes rake over me from head to toe. "The little cleaner girl who thinks she can play house with the devil?"
Dread crawls down my spine, my stomach churning. I take half a step back before I can stop myself.
Azren's mouth curves into a cruel smile. It reminds me of Haden. "Go home, little one. Run back to your filthy little family. You're playing with fire, girl, and you're too stupid to realize you're already burning."
My hands curl into fists at my sides. Anger burns hot in my chest, choking me. I don't care if this thing is an ancient dark spirit, I'm done being a pushover!
So, I lift my chin. Even though I'm shaking.
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