Serena's POV
Days had blurred into an endless haze of mirrors and Damien’s voice. I, Serena, once his equal twin, now trembled on the edge of total surrender in our mirrored prison. My body ached constantly, empty without him. The collar engraved with the phrase “Damien’s Shadow” felt heavier each hour, a constant reminder that I was no longer whole.
I crawled on all fours across the cool floor the moment I heard the door unlock. My knees were bruised, my p***y still leaking from earlier. “Brother… please,” I whispered, my oice hoarse. The infinite reflections showed a broken girl with wild hair and desperate eyes chasing her identical master.
Damien stood tall, his c**k already hard. “Look at you, Serena. Crawling like the shadow you are. Tell me why you need me.”
I pressed my forehea
