Chapter 227: Old Enemies

Harlan’s smiling face watched me from the doorway before he turned and closed the door behind him, casually locking it. The quiet click reverberated through the room and filled my heart with dread.

As I watched him with wide eyes, the horrifying memories came rushing back to me in a disjointed torrent. It was him... he had been the one in my vision... in my dream. I remembered the way he had grabbed me, yanking me up by my hair. He'd been the one who had locked me away in some cold, dark room with a huge pregnant belly. Had it been his baby!? The thought sickened me and it felt like the room was spinning and I was going to throw up.

On shaky legs, I backed away, my eyes wide with terror, but Harlan just continued to watch me with that same bright smile.

He stood by the door for a moment, his gaze never leaving mine, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. What was he going to do? Panic clawed at my chest, but instead of advancing on me like I had thought he would, he turned and casua