#Chapter 227: Twisted Wrists

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Agnes   I surfaced from the water, gasping as I reached for the edge of the pool. My clothes clung to my body, weighing me down as I hauled myself halfway out of the water. Another close call. The fire had barely escaped my palms before the water extinguished it, thankfully, but if I had just been a few seconds slower…   Despite the heat still coursing through my veins, the very thought of our house going up in flames again made me shudder.   For a moment I just hung there, half in and half out of the pool, catching my breath. What the hell was happening to me lately? Why did I feel this surge of fire whenever I looked into Lena’s eyes? I’d grown somewhat used to the familiar heat building up, but this… this was instantaneous. Like every time I looked at her, a switch would flip and

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