Ex-Husband's Regret
It’s my kind of taste… Witches, vampires and ancient magic.
It’s the kind of story that feels like it crawled straight out of a well-loved novel.
“You remembered,” I whisper, glancing at him.
He leans closer, his shoulder brushing mine. “You love novels with the supernatural, so I figured I couldn’t go wrong with this.”
The movie pulls me in almost immediately. It’s so interesting that I forget where I am for a moment, forget everything except the screen.
Halfway through, Adrian leans over slightly. “You enjoying it?”