Chapter 82 The Past's Shadows

• Melissa’s POV
• I reached out and my fingers just touched the cold glass of the mirror before a powerful tug pulled me forward, causing the surface to ripple like water. When my eyesight cleared, I realized that I was no longer in the old temple. I was standing in a darkened room instead, the air heavy with the smell of burning sage and something metal—blood.
• A woman with golden hair that cascaded down her back like a river of sunlight was standing in front of me. My throat tightened with each breath.