Her hands loosened on my arms. She was giving up. Or at least I thought… until they fell to her face, where she used the last of her strength to tear off her mask. Shock shot through my veins, burning where my skin touched hers. I ripped my hands off her, unable to come to terms with what I was seeing. The little white rabbit. The Ghost that I’d been chasing after this entire time… I knew her. Not only did I know her… she’d single-handedly ruined any other woman for me. Victoria.
