Tessa spun to find the female with the red-brown hair watching her with violet eyes. She wore the same outfit as before— fitted black pants, black top, and black boots with a cloak around her shoulders. And standing a few feet away was Luka. Tessa had seen him in her last few visions, but she could never figure out how he fit in. How was he here? Sliding her gaze back to the female, she said, “Lilura, right?”
