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Killian's point of view

"No, fucking no," I was completely still, unable to move, think, or breathe. "Sheila can't be the vessel," I muttered. Hearing the words leave my lips, I realized how badly I had hoped this wasn't the case. I had hoped this was just one of those silly thoughts.

I watched as Lorenzo slowly fell on a chair; his hands clasped firmly against each other