Evaline:
The moment that strange, unsettling feeling crept through me, my entire body reacted before my mind could catch up.
I jerked my hand out of Kyros' grip.
The movement was sudden, sharp enough to make everyone in the room go still.
For a second, no one spoke.
And Kyros... he just stared at me, his brows pulling together in confusion. "Eva…?" he asked slowly, his voice unsure.
I didn't answer.
I couldn't.
Because I finally remembered that feeling... that horrible, familiar feeling.
My heart started pounding so loudly it echoed in my ears, drowning out everything else. My breath turned shallow, uneven, as panic surged through me like a tidal wave.
No.
No, this wasn't-
This couldn't be-
I had felt this before. I had sensed it before.
I knew this.
It was the same cold, creeping sensation that I sensed on Draven back then. The same energy I felt in the other soul death patients. The same darkness I felt in the secret chamber.
It was same.
