C42 Chapter Fourty Two

I squared my shoulders, determined not to let him rattle me. "You're nothing but a figment of my imagination, a manifestation of my deepest fears," I retorted, though uncertainty lingered beneath my bravado.

Demion's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with twisted amusement. "Oh, I assure you, I am very real," he countered, his voice low and chilling