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Vika's POV "Yahhh!" I yawned, stretching my arms. I glanced at the time. Had I really slept until noon? Yeah, Asher and I had had a really long night. I curled on my side and hugged my fluttering stomach. I giggled and squirmed. "Shh, this isn't the time," I heard my mother say. "I've been hearing…" another voice whispered. It trailed off quietly. Who was that? It wasn't my dad. Who else would my mom be whispering to? I kicked my covers back and went to the top of the stairs. I sank to the floor and pressed my back to the wall. "No, she isn't ready," I heard my dad say. "That's not up to you anymore," the stranger's voice said. The voice sounded familiar. Where had I heard it before? I tapped the side of my head. 'Come on, brain, think. Where have you heard that voice?'