Rosalia's POV “What… what do you mean by portal?” I blinked slowly, my head a little shaky. But thanks to his blood I recovered quickly. “I need to open a portal,” he said slowly, like he wanted me to digest every word. “To the next world, to find a demon who would trade powers for my soul, luckily I know one but he's a tough asshole to get in contact with.” I froze, my lips parting as though air itself had betrayed me. “That doesn’t make sense,” I whispered. “Why would you… why would you give away your soul just to gain more power? That isn’t a bargain it’s suicide.” “It’s better to die,” he said, his voice frighteningly calm. “As long as I have you, being alive is worth it.” I leaned closer. “Klaus, please. Think this through. Don’t say things like that.” His gaze softened, unexpectedly, and he tilted his head as if studying me. “You care about me,” he murmured. “And don’t worry, Rosalia, I will be fine. I’ve survived worse.” I shook my head, though deep inside my chest
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