Chapter Twenty-Three: Crash Course
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POV: *Regin*
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I had haunted my father's hallways for just over a month when an invitation was slipped under my bedroom door. I froze when I recognized the handwriting that spelled my name on a thick black marker. Someone here had been sending threatening photos to my house.
Thinking back to the days when I did not know about my father's double life seemed like remembering a fever dream. It was one of those dreams that felt so real. At least now I knew they were entirely fake.
I picked up the invitation to reveal a black wax seal on the other side. A raven perched on a branch, stamped into the wax. Even the coarse paper gave the note a slightly elegant feel.
The threats this person delivered to my door weren't so charming. I scoffed as I open
