Ariella’s POV
“Will you let me in now?”
The red-eyed version of me repeated again, this time so sweetly, like she was offering me candy instead of damnation.
Her smile stretched wider, too perfect, too knowing. Those crimson eyes glowed with something hungry and ancient, pulling at me like invisible hooks.
She wants me to be a part of this massive destruction? No! I couldn’t even quite wrap my head around the younger version of me being responsible for so many deaths.
As though reading my thoughts, she pushed further, sounding so convincing. “They deserved it, Ari. We didn’t do anything wrong. They killed your friends…they provoked you! You have to let me in again. Let’s end this mission…together,” the whispered into my ears.
I stumbled back, heart hammering so hard it felt like it
