When I wake, Cora is gone. I sit up on the exam table, trying to remember what happened. Of course it doesn’t take long for me to recall the strange events that caused me to faint, because Dominic Sinclair is sitting in front of me, watching me closely. His eyes aren’t glowing anymore, but I remember the way they’d lit up from within. I also remember the way he’d moved faster than should have been possible to rescue Jake. At the time I wrote it off as adrenaline, but now I’m not so sure.
“How are you feeling, Ella?” He asks me, much calmer than he’d seemed earlier.
“I think I’m losing my mind.” I answer weakly. “This can’t be real.”
“It is real.” He assures me. “Your friend should never have agreed to let you try to entrap me when she knew the truth.”
“Cora didn’t let me do anything,
