ROMAN
I studied the wrist again, narrowing my eyes slightly as I tried to see what was wrong.
There was something about it that didn’t sit right with me.
I wasn't sure why.
It wasn't clear. It was faint, almost like irritation on the skin—reddened, uneven… but still, something about the shape kept pulling at my memory.
Like I had seen it before.
Somewhere.
My mind searched for it, turning over fragments I couldn’t fully place until suddenly—
It clicked.
Jeffery.
My brows drew together.
I remembered it now.
The mark on his neck. I had thought that was familiar too... until I realised my head had been messing with me.
Without thinking, I spoke out loud.
“That looks like Jeffery’s mark.”
Luna Faye blinked at me.
Then she laughed.
“Are you okay?” she asked, shaking her head sl
