Masquerade Hypnosis -before I Knew It- I-m Preg... -

I had no memory of any book.

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of a cheval mirror in a gown I didn’t remember picking out. Masquerade Hypnosis -Before I knew it- I-m Preg...

The last thing I remember before the door opened was the whisper’s final gift: a single memory surfacing from the trance. Myself, kneeling on a floor of rose petals and pocket watches, lifting a silver chalice to my lips, and whispering, “I consent. I consent. I consent.” I had no memory of any book

Before I could scream, the spiral in my eyes turned once more. My knees went soft. My fear dissolved like sugar in warm milk. The woman in the mirror finally smiled with my face—not delayed, not dreamy, but truly mine. but truly mine.