she asked, searching Eva’s face and struggling to read her thoughts.
Arielle ran her fingers through her hair and blew out an exasperated breath. She turned to look at Sebastian, a perplexed look spreading across her face. Her special gift of being able to read her best friend’s thoughts was not working. Sebastian’s eyebrows furrowed quizzically. Arielle flinched and fixed her gaze back on Eva.
Eva’s eyes widened. “What is it?” she asked, noticing Arielle’s odd facial expression.
“I’m really puzzled. I can’t read a single thought in your head. This is the first time in seventeen years that all I get is complete silence.”
“Really!” Eva said, seemingly relieved. “How about that? Maybe that’s a good thing. Now I can keep my thoughts to myself,” she added and chuckled. Reaching over, she took Arielle’s hand and pressed it softly. “I’m only joking, Arielle; maybe it’s temporary, and maybe it has to do with the accident. Or the medicine, the hospital, who knows?”
Arielle nodded in agreement. “Yes, maybe you’re right. Try and see if you can remember anything at all about the accident.”
Sebastian was standing right behind her, and he stiffened at her words. Yes, I do believe this is going to be a rather ghastly blow to Arielle, Eva, and Ian, Sebastian thought. He closed his eyes, trying to elude the painful thoughts about the upcoming encounters. Things were going to turn terrifying, painful, chilling. All three had to be told in the next two days. Eva’s voice brought him out of his private struggle, and opening his eyes, he felt that he was moved by a profound reality. God, how am I going to tell them?
Chapter 4
D espite Arielle’s burning curiosity, she remained silent, waiting for Eva to say something, and she did.
“Like I said before, I don’t remember anything about the accident,” Eva said, pressing her lips together. “But I do remember having a strong scary premonition about the party the night before. At first, I didn’t want to go, but I finally agreed because Troy and Loren were going to be there to keep us safe if something were to happen. As it turned out, we had an incredible time. The food was delicious, and we danced way past midnight.” She smiled distantly. Arielle remained silent as Eva continued, “I do remember a peculiar incident at the club that bothered me a bit.” Eva’s blue eyes narrowed to slits.
“What was that?” Arielle asked inquisitively. Arielle was a little surprised by the amount of eagerness in the tone of her own voice. She noticed a deep crease across Eva’s forehead trying to remember, but eventually she just shrugged her shoulders, giving up.
“Oh, please, try to remember, Eva; it is important!” she said. Even Sebastian appeared curious about the details.
Eva remained silent for a very long time, trying to collect her thoughts about that night. She finally gazed between Sebastian and Arielle, and began slowly, “Arielle, do you remember the feeling I had before Savanna showed up at your birthday party?” Her face twisted in disgust, and Arielle felt a strong jolt at the sound of the name.
“Yes… I do,” she replied as her body went very still. Sebastian edged closer. “What are you trying to say?” Arielle asked impatiently.
Eternity passed before Eva’s voice continued, a bit eerie against the silence. “I got the exact same feeling at the club when an exceptionally beautiful young woman came up to our table and introduced herself as Miss Willington. She said that she was in charge of the sitting arrangements for the night,” Eva said slowly.
“What happened then?” Arielle insisted.
“Well, she said that she was trying to balance the attendance sheet she was holding with the actual people that showed up for the fundraiser. The questions that followed didn’t seem so strange except that her presence was creating a feeling of pure terror for me.”
“What did you do?” she asked.
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