Blair POV I lay on that small bed in my dim room, the thin beam of light sneaking in through the window and casting long malignant shadows against the walls. It was much like a prison cell; with each passing day, the bars around my heart tightened. Laughter from the antics of Jayce and Anabelle infused every nook and corner of the house, bringing me the taunting pangs of my downfall. Ever since that betrayal, the heart was taken on a roller coaster ride, and somewhere deep in me, that little flicker of will started to shine through. "I can't take this anymore," I murmured. With that very utterance, the shortness of breath seemed but an echo of how, at that moment, a binding force of attention and power wrought through me. A good, obedient girl who listened to her fate no longer dwelled there. It was time to call my spirit, Angel, and firm my ground.The sun set, and the moon gushed silver through the window. I sat up; my heart raced as Angel wrestled within. "Going to rise, Blair?"
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