The apartment felt cold or maybe it was just me knowing, what I was going to do. But it definitely felt darker and colder than I remember, different. This place was home for the last few months, we had put ourselves in a little bubble when we were here, a safe little bubble. I was about to burst that bubble, completely destroy the happiness I craved and wanted with him. This place now only held lies and deception.
My heart felt like it was being crushed into pieces, shattered never to be put back together. Aamon's face, as we stepped into our familiar sanctuary was sombre, the same as mine. I thought I would feel healed, whole after dealing with my Coven but instead it left only more questions and more heartbreak, with the revelation that I was blinded and fooled by the one person I wasn't sure I could live without, I would have to try though. I still had Becca if she will have me and now, I have the Coven to focus my energy on. I could do
EpilogueIt has been 2 months since, I avenged my parent's and took over the Coven. Two months since I killed the man I loved, and Two months that I have still felt his prescence lingering haunting my soul, tugging at it. I'm still haunted by the memeories and I have been trying to pick myself up piece by piece, the pain has now become bearable.Time cannot erase the pain that is consuming my soul, the darkness that comes with each breath, shoving me deeper into my own mind where all my darkest thoughts reside, waiting in the shadows ready to rear there heads when I feel at my weakest. I have grown to like their whispers, keeping me company. The only person I knew who could help and relieve them was now dead forced to the underworld dead, and by my hands. Since everything it hasn't all been bad though, I had hope that things would soon get better. I j