MALCOLM’S POV
FROM THE BURNING MANSION. Inside this nightmare, everything that I build and have is turning into ashes. My eyes are wide and my entire body is numb. I couldn’t move nor lift a finger and two like a spell is put unto me and from the surrounding place. I am helpless and more than an easy prey. I am about to die as I am seeing an enemy that I didn’t expect nor anticipated.
A devil in disguise, a witch who took everything from me.
“Now are you ready to die, Malcolm?” her words were full of hate and excitement.
Her very being that I knew from the beginning that she was someone that I couldn’t trust, yet I didn’t take action nor recognize that thought, and my instinct kicked in. Her seemingly innocent smile and demeanor that everyone praises, her lovely appearance, and her
