Aiden's Point of View
I move fast down the hallway towards the stairs, I am barely aware of my feet as I descend the stairs and head straight for my office. My jaw is tight, my hands curled into fists, and my thoughts spin faster than I can catch them. I slam the door behind me and begin pacing the length of the room.
Crimson eyes. Pitch black hair.
Hazel’s words echo over and over in my mind.
That woman she saw in the vision… she fits the exact description of the woman I met at the bar, the night everything fell apart. The night I rejected Hazel.
I never told anyone about her. Not Nicole. Not Drake. Not even Hazel.
Back then, I thought I had just had too much to drink. I thought I imagined the intensity in her eyes, the way her voice made my skin crawl. But now...
Then there was th
