My Gift, His Curse: A Spectral Reckoning
years
f a life I th
man I saved, b
erous, and for a whi
condo, a world away
oise couldn' t dr
ing his affair w
a influencer, all sur
I was "too mystica
always there, a sil
ed, her presence a constan
betrayal, a dark satisfa
all bag and l
had built
needing to retrieve more of
piled in the livi
rms crossed, Tiffany
" he said, not meeting my eyes.
ny sm
sweet, "it needs to be gutted and redone. All t
sted echo of promise
nstone pendant
irloom, a shield against the har
nergy from that thing," E
pped f
it t
t's mine. It'
sten. He rare
ed it, his fingers
cleansing," he muttered, handing it
the Lady in Gray' s
to my bones, her whisp
nstant, oppr
y phon
ber I didn'
ce told me Serenity Gle
d bought
nning a lu
me, was being destroyed by the
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