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Zara
Riley's scream didn't sound like her.
It sounded... wrong.
Like her lungs were twisting into something else - something not meant for air, not meant for speaking.
Damian reached for her.
I grabbed his arm before he could.
"Don't," I hissed. "It's not her anymore."
He froze, but his eyes - gods, I've never seen him look that torn. She wa