Pain ripped through my nerves as the powder clung to my arms, my neck, my face.
Kara screamed, fading in the back of my consciousness.
The connection just disappeared.
Gone.
Just like that.
Silence crashed through my mind where her presence had always lived.
The absence hit harder than the pain.
“Kara—”
Nothing answered.
Panic surged.
Chloe stepped back from the bars, smiling now.
Cold.
Satisfied.
“You should see your face,” she said breathlessly, removing her mask now.
I staggered backward, trying to brush the powder off my skin but it burned wherever my fingers touched.
“What did you do?” I rasped.
“Oh relax,” she said, unlocking the cell door with quick, practiced movements.
“It’s just silver.”
Just silver.
The door swung open.
Chloe stepped inside with a silver dagg
