She stared at her quzically, almost like she could see her. Although Belladonna was sure she couldn't. She had been in this nightmare long enough to know that the Bride Thief was making a deliberare effort to make this illusion different in order to fool her into believing what she had just witnessed was some form of past.
As if.
He wouldn't let such a thing as an illusion seeing her, slip pass him. That would make his whole efforts go to waste. Besides, he was the one controlling them.
"Who are you?"
Belladonna looked behind her, the door was only a few steps away from where she was standing and she wondered who had come in.
But where had expected to see a figure, there was an empty space. The door didn't even seem like one that had been touched.
When she turned back again, the fak
