Chapter 52

Clarissa

As we all sat back in the car, I could not shake the thought of those eyes watching me. I racked my brain to recall when was the last time I had seen them.

If my memory was not failing me, it had been back at home, when we were in the study and mom had made us draw runes.

Then again, I saw those eyes from the window of my room. All these days everything had been silent.

With a jolt, I realized that I had also not dreamt of the handsome man burning up in flames ever since I had left home.

Instead, another sinful young man had taken his place. But I quashed the thought of Dacre faster than it could take up space in my head again.

I viciously buried it and began to think about the events and how they had unfolded over the past few weeks.

The eyes that had been tailing me, the dreams about the young man, then meeting Dacre, Miranda being chased by a demon, her pointing her finger at me before her death, then the visions that I saw.

Was it really my mind that had been hallucinatin