The Midnight Bride
My father not even acknowledging me as I left.
Aeliana leaving with the promise to save me.
The man with the dragon tattoo.
Cerus.
It all ran through my head, making it hard for me to breathe. My skin began to burn from how hard I scrubbed, but I didn’t stop. If anything, I scrubbed harder, my nails digging into my skin until I felt my bones.
I wanted these marks off of me.
Off of me.
Off of me.
A hand on my arm had me jumping, a scream erupting from my throat. I whirled, almost falling over. Cerus stood in front of me now, his hold on my arm the only thing keeping me from tumbling over.