Elizabeth King.
There lips barely brushed against one another when a pain like no other ripped through her. Jerking back her one hand slammed down on the counter the loud smack echoing out of the kitchen as her other hand wrapped around her front. Panting she curled forward another jolt of pain ripping through her.
"Elle!" A muffled voice called but all she could hear was him.
Home. His haunting voice chanted in her mind. Shaking her head she tried to rid the voice, to rid him from her. Clenching and unclenching her claws shot out digging into the island. Panting a whimper ripped out of her, body stiffening, muscles clenching with each burst of pain.
Someone pressed there hands on her face lifting her gaze up to an unfocused image infront of her. Was it Vincent? She couldn't see any
