Lucian

THEO          

       Tired green eyes stared back at me from the mirror as I ran my fingers through my damp hair. I was human now and it felt really weird. Still, it was a miracle that I was alive. My fingers lazily traced the thick horizontal scar on my chest. It was the only evidence that confirmed that I'd once been stabbed in the chest, and that stab wound had killed me. I walked out of the bathroom, towel drying my wet hair. Devon was sitting on my bed, running a comb through her hair when I walked in.

"I was starting to wonder if you were sleeping in there" she said, smiling at me. "You haven't done that before?" I asked. She chuckled. "Once. It was the first time I took my bath in a Jacuzzi. I was so comfortable, I slept off" she said, her cheeks turning pink.

I smiled, slipping on a pair of sweatpants. "How're your ribs?" She asked.

"A bit sore. It isn't as bad as before" I said. She rose to her feet an