NEKTARIOS’ POV
“That b***h!” I snarled, kicking at the water as her image flashed.
My body feels like tons of bricks are resting on it. Last night had me in shambles. The pain still lingers, and I can taste the metallic feeling in my mouth. I don’t know how long this will go on. But with each passing day, I can affirm that the pain has intensified, and I might be broken into pieces. As always, I wake up late after each episode with a headache that could split my head. However, my rage is enough to cut me in two this time. Since my episodes began, no one alive except Damon knows about it. And I had to tell him that he was my confidant. But he has no idea how extreme it is. All these years, I have been able to shut others from witnessing my explosion. But that witch didn’t even need to do
