How could she say something like that when I hadn’t even thought of Lavinia that deeply? Liar, the monster whispered. “Is that what this is?” My voice was rough and raw with emotion, something that was terribly rare for me. “You think she’s my…one? Without ever having met her. When I don’t even know what I feel for her?” “I know my psychic abilities are limited, son. I also know what I know.” She glanced at the urn again before taking a sip of her tea. “But there’s only one thing I really need you to hear.” “What’s that?” “Mark me well, Gareth Michael,” she said, aiming one of her hard
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