Her mother had avoided her gaze all day as if she was scared to look at the evil she’d raised. Nela knew her mother didn’t mean to hurt her, but every time her mother looked away, she felt like someone tore at her heart. When Nela entered Darko’s apartment shortly after midnight, she searched the room for a sign of a dead animal. Her eyes lingered on the floor where the cat had been decapitated. Darko followed her gaze. “Yesterday was a mistake. I’m sorry. We won’t do it again. You don’t have to worry.” She wished she could say that would have made her happy, but a tiny part of her wanted to explore the powers she’d only just discovered. She decided to ignore it. “So what are you going to teach me tonight?” She wriggled out of her coat and threw it over the couch, trying to act casual. “Are you okay?” “Of course.” “You should practice your fake smiles in front of a mirror.
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