l night. Her body couldn't relax comple

s her body's way of telling her she was in danger. But h

hing roused her up. She blinked open her eyes to see red eyes staring down at her.

why did she keep thinking about r

nt about to start her day even though

ke eyes were always watching her every move, twenty-four hours a day

ere a few times she could have sworn she saw red eyes in a crowd when she wen

going on

hands and made her tea. She immediately f

interest them? Nothing. She was just plain Camille Lefevre. Boring, wit

better and she went about

ast and went to her stu

that was why all her paintings were dark and depressing,

uld feel since she

months after giving birth to Camille. So Cam

on. He had neglected Camille as a child, and beaten her the few times he

where she hid he would always find her. He would take out his frustration on her-losing his money on grumbling

d learned to patch up her own wounds. People in her neighborhood saw her bruises an

; the worst of the worst in England, where nobod

he beatings became too much. She left before

d one day she decided to post one of her paintings online. The post had g

ions to have them. As soon as she had enough money she left England and came

and not a single word or glance of him. He could be dead

ay from her past, but she wasn'

lings-bright feelings that she does not possess. The men required too much that she c

have lovers. In fact, nothing excited her much but a

d at the blank canvas in front

*

paint and canvas if not for the ringing on her doorbell.

ed down the stairs to check the door. As so

ght and warm lips planted

oody soul out of me!" she muttered

up at her face. "I didn't think anything could

thing in her life. She had met her after she ran away from home in England. Lily had also be

s she pulled away from her, and Camille led her ins

ted. Of cour

n and heard in England. Camille listened with intense attention like she always does, even thou

-because what was gossip withou

a pang of disappointment. "I have a date t

not to let her disappoi

heek before she walked to the doo

am!" She waved as sh

she locked her door and went back inside. She couldn'

er stairs when her doorbell rang. C

it. "Did you-" She cut herself off when

rt opening smiled.