Everyone was slightly taken aback.
They all turned toward the door —only to see a woman standing there.
She was strikingly beautiful, almost gentle at first glance … yet there was something about her presence that instinctively warned them to stay away.
"Who are you?" the man who had been dealing the cards asked, his eyes narrowing as he stared at her.
However, Adelyn didn't even spare him a glance.
Her gaze remained fixed on the far end of the room — where a man had approached the little girl.
His hand was still suspended midair, just inches away from touching a strand of her hair.
"Withdraw it while you still have time," her voice rang out —calm, yet edged with an unmistakable chill.
The man reacted instantly.
He pulled his hand back as if burned and took a step away from the girl.
His eyes flickered between the child and the woman at the door.
There was a resemblance between them —subtle ... but undeniable.
It was as though they had been carved from the same mold.
