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The heavy stomping of the guard's boots as he approached jolted me out of the strange, unexplained rush in my chest.
But River’s eyes didn’t so much as blink. They remained locked on mine with a heat so intense that it felt like they were melting through my skull. It was unbearable, and I wanted to scream at him to stop staring at me like that, but I didn’t even dare breathe.
It was then that I realized what people meant when they said the eyes were the window to the soul. These were my eyes, familiar in shape and color, with every lash and fleck exactly where they should be, but I could not read them.
Because, while the eyes were mine, I was not the one peering out from behind them, which was far more unsettling than I had expected.
The boots came to a halt right next to us. A
