Leah's POV
"What's the hurry?" A voice echoed from the doorway.
Mick Toussaint?!
What on earth was he doing here?
"Ah, we've crossed paths again, Miss Lewyn." Mick's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes narrowing with intent. "Allow me to introduce you to my Luna and wife. I assure you, this reunion will be nothing short of spectacular."
Clara's face materialized next to his.
It was as though my worst nightmare had clawed its way into reality. They stood together, each an abomination that had finally found its twisted match.
"Leah, you conniving wench! At last!" Her lips curled into a cold, vindictive smirk as she slammed the door shut. "We're going to have such a delightful time."
"Get out of my room!" I shouted, desperation hitching my voice.
My legs were numb, unwilling to obey, wh
