There was nothing natural about this. Violet was certain Asher Nightshade was messing with her mind. But how? She hadn't looked directly into his eyes… or had she? Her mind swirled with too many questions, but she knew that finding answers had to start with getting back to reality.
She recalled a book she'd once read about dream manipulation, where the only way to break free was to put oneself in a life-threatening situation. The four-story drop outside should do.
Outside, the sky was still dark with the first hints of dawn barely touching the horizon. And from her viewpoint, the ground below looked like a yawning abyss.
For a fleeting moment, doubt crossed her mind. What if she jumped and it led to her death? Well, if that was the case, at least it would end this nightmare. Better that than another second with this psychopath.
And so, she jumped.
