Ariella’s POV
The air felt different…thicker, charged, like right before a storm breaks. I stood in what looked like an endless field…beautiful with attractive flowers and butterflies…but somehow everything was wrong, distorted at the edges….like an abandoned painting.
And right in front of me, bathed in a faint, unnatural glow with hair cascading down her shoulder…was her.
The red-eyed girl. Aka, me with red eyes.
She still looked exactly like me. Same face. Same height. Same dress clinging to the same curves.
But her eyes burned crimson, and her smile was slow, knowing, and way too calm. Just like earlier.
I snapped inside. Are they in on this together? Was she a trap set by the witch to lure me out and somehow trap me so she could live my life or whatever this was about?
It didn
