Rosalia’s POV:
The pain. The pain I feel when Laurel starts smiling is all-encompassing. Though it pales in comparison to what I know is coming next. What will happen next. To what's about to happen that I can’t stop.
Laurel and the Triskelion vanish and seconds later, Heidi, Angel and my demented, psychotic half-sister Amberle follow. All wearing identically sadistic smirks that make my blood run cold and shivers shake me from head to toe. They probably just disappeared off to find Ash and Leila - but the Dark Ones… and the Shadows don’t move from where they were continuing to keep me and Hunter apart. For half a second I foolishly allowed myself to hope that it was just paranoia before I saw it.
Looking across the room with an unflinching expression of what I hope to be neutrality b
