Crystal's POV:

By the time I returned to my residence, my emotions were completely out of control.

I had no idea how things had come to this. If everything had been premeditated, that meant that I had become a willing prey.

My thoughts were clouded by an indescribable pain. It felt as though thousands of ants were crawling all over my skin, gnawing at my flesh.

I stumbled into my room and burrowed under the covers of my bed.

I was shivering. I felt hot and cold at the same time.

My head was pounding, too, and all I could think about was the pain. Images of death flashed in my vision-Leonard's, Maya's, Rufus'.

I saw Rufus with a cut on his throat, caused by the black thorn that adorned his body...

And now... Now, it was Beryl's turn, wasn't it?

Noreen had once told me that I would only bring misfortune to the people around me.

loved and the

done my best to fight against my destiny, but it

could feel the sheets turning damp as I sobbed, hoping against hope that this was all just

of course, it

years were simply a grace period, the calm before the storm.

It seemed like the ants from hell had

even wait until it filled the bathtub, I just submerged my head into the water, praying that it would numb the pain, if only a little. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

mirror. Through the haze, I could make out how red my cheeks were, and how my neck and arms were now decorated with

remained hazy. The feeling was not that different from

drunk. If that wasn't it, then something else was

arm again, but the itchiness only seemed to get worse. I scratched and scratched, until blood bloomed

someone stormed

room. I whipped

helplessly at Rufus. Tears were streaming down my face as held up

I

to scratch my arm

Crystal," he rasped. "It's okay. Don't think about the itch. Everything will

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