Rebecca's POV
I don't even remember walking back to my tiny room in the servants' quarters. I just remember falling onto my small bed, still shivering, and crying myself to sleep.
Then, the darkness took over.
Suddenly, I was standing in the middle of a forest, and the air smelled like thick blood and ash. I called out for Enzo, my voice echoing through the trees, but no one answered. When I walked further, the trees cleared into an open space. There, lying flat on the cold, bloody grass, was a massive body.
My breath caught in my throat. I ran forward, dropping to my knees in the dirt. It was Enzo.
His beautiful, tattooed chest wasn't moving. His green eyes were open, but they were completely blank and lifeless, staring up at the dark sky. No matter how hard I shook his broad shoul
