eral minutes before it finally stopped. I noticed my hands trembling, the sensation odd

ight. Every night, my soul seemed to leave my body, or could it just be a silly dre

itself, sending a shiver down my spine

would be there? Who would be standing on the other s

about time I woke up, but something felt different this time. The door unlocked itself with a slow, deliberat

appearance was even more unsettling. Blood covered his body, his eyes glowed red, and his

is eyes made his intentions clear. He wanted to consume me, to drink my blood. His gaze fixed on my neck, and he

oice, I thought frantically,

ght streaming into the room was a stark contrast to the darkness

in, her presence grounding me in reality. "Dress

t of Diego in such a monstrous form lingered in my mind. What did it mean? Was my subconsciou

tions and hidden depths. But seeing him like that, as a bloodthirsty monster, had shaken me to my core. Was there something dark and

gile and uncertain, a stark contrast to the confident woman I wanted to be. Could I really trust V

if I married Vasile. The thought filled me with both hope and dread. Hope for the fr

thoughts. "Eve, you must hurry. Y

ur home, my thoughts kept drifting back to Diego. His jealousy, his concern, and the dark intensity of his feelings had be

a deep

something I didn't want to acknowledge? The fear and confus

he entrance. His smile was warm and welcoming, his parents sto

her mumble and then look at my mother "

" mother reply while my

he said, taking my han

d, forcing a smile. "

with affection. "I have something special p

and uncertainty. Vasile's presence was comforting,

ur future home. His excitement was palpable, and I found myself getting caught up in his enthusiasm. The mansion

ash in my mind, casting a dark shadow over my thoughts. What did it mean? Was my s

through my thoughts.

rn evident in his eyes. "Yes,

this is a lot to take in. But I want you to k

said, squeezing his h

brother" he mumble " he

think he can paint... Walking in, I look around and stare at different paintings of me? One could

like them?" He move closer, place his hand on my shoulder, making m

's f

whispers

e this close, my heart won't stop pounding from fear

am fine" I smile " I will like to go to th

ev

t angry " do you despise me?"

y " he touch my hair the moment he close the gap between us "

e without permission" he lean close, his eyes darken " it will make me want to br

" come with me " I gasp, trying to catch my breath, if vasi

n this, my parents will marry me off eithe