Chapter 33 Esmeralda's Pov

• My face grows pale and withdrawn as I stare into the darkness. The shadows in the room seem to thicken, curling like living things around my feet. My breath quickens, and I take a cautious step back, my heart pounding against my ribs.
• “Sheldon,” I whisper, my voice trembling.
• He steps forward, his face half-lit by the dim, flickering light. His eyes gleam coldly, and the cruel smirk that spreads across his lips chills me to my core.