Elen gasped, she opened her eyes. The familiar ceiling made him think that what had happened was just a dream. A dream that made him want to cry.
Charlie's smile, the cold look in his eyes, the deep, deep voice and the distinctive scent of his body. Everything feels so real. Elen raised her head slowly as she saw sunlight coming in through the gap in her bedroom window. He didn't understand why he was in this room? As for what he knew, he was in the room of an old mansion with Charlie.
"Ugh..." Elen winced in pain. He felt a sharp pain at the base of his neck. It reminded him of his strange dream.
"Charlie? No, it can't be a dream! It can't be!" he muttered. Elen touched his neck and slowly got up from his bed.
Elen stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself. His eyes widened whe
