Chapter 187

Vespera heard Dominic's low voice. That tone… did he know something about this? She tilted her head to look up at him. "Don't look at me like that. You're distracting me," Dominic said as his large hand gently pressed against her head, guiding her face back toward the holes. She wondered just how she was looking at him. Vespera had the sinking feeling she was being teased again. Helpless, she shifted her focus back to the scene next door. Claire, her face streaked with ash, sat up shakily. She looked at Miranda, desperation etched across every line of her face. "Please save my daughter. I'll do anything, and whatever it takes, I'll do it." Miranda said nothing. Her face twisted in pain. It was like she was possessed, and then her body began convulsing again. The wooden plaques on the surrounding walls rattled even louder. One snapped in half with a loud crack. Meanwhile, the statue on the altar shattered, and the lights overhead flickered violently. Then, a strange voice—neit