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RUBY JUNE. “I know who you are now.” Charles smiled, his gaze piercing through me. I felt my breath catch in my throat. What did he mean? It was as if my lungs had forgotten how to work, and I stood there, frozen, watching the way his eyes gleamed with something unspoken. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to speak. “Charles… what do you mean?” My voice was barely a whisper. He didn’t respond with words. Instead, he stepped closer, and I instinctively backed away until my body hit the cold edge of the piano. His expression was unreadable, a mix of everything and nothing at the same time. My heart raced, thudding painfully in my chest as fear gripped me. My body trembled, my mind spiraling out of control, imagining every possible scenario. Had I failed the spell and exposed myself? Did