Chapter 23

• When Luc decided to contact me, it was 1:12 a.m. on my clock. He dialed my phone, which rang angrily on my bedside table and jolted me out of a deep sleep. I immediately rejected the call when I picked up my phone and saw the caller ID. My phone then alerted me to a text message from Luc.
• 'We need to talk, Mia. I can't get into your head, and I can't tell what you're thinking or feeling-'
• "Good," I muttered bitterly to myself. Henrietta and I had gone to great lengths to keep Luc from entering my mind.