When he opened them again and gazed upon me, his treason only hurt worse because I did not see the hate I wanted to see. I saw regret and sorrow and deep, deep sadness. “Adrian is becoming more and more a monster every day,” he said. “Tell me you have not seen the signs. The flash of white in his eyes, the pain in his head. It is Dis taking over. It is Dis speaking to him.” “How do you know it is Dis?” I whispered, my mouth quivering. I did not know if it was from my anguish or shock. “Isolde,” Sorin said, shaking his head. “Don’t,” I said between bloody teeth. “Do not say my name.” Sorin
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