KATE
Waiting for midnight to come was a slow, torturous period that I didn’t think would end, and it was crazy, because we had just had to wait for four hours, and yet it felt like an eternity.
We were all spread out across the thankfully large room, with me still sitting in the comfortable, plush armchair, Lucille seated cross-legged against the wall, Marco leaning against his desk, and Luca sitting on the one other chair in the room, watching me like a hawk.
I won’t lie, it really felt uncomfortable being under his watchful gaze like that, and I tried my best not to meet his gaze or give him any reaction he wanted.
When it got to about eleven o’clock, Lucille left the room to go get everything she would need for us to go into the séance, and I won’t lie, with her gone, the tension i
