Silas' p.o.v.
Hatred can easily fade away with time.
The pain will no longer haunt you, the memories will stop tormenting your dreams...and finally, hatred will vanish somewhere far away.
But love won't.
It will always be there, deep inside your heart, hurting like an open wound, will grow deeper by day, turning into catastrophic endless suffering.
And perhaps that's why, it is the most crumpled curse of all, the most twisted one. Love. Erickson had said that to me once...a long time ago.
I didn't understand it then, but now, after nearly seven hundred years later, I do.
Finally, I do understand why he'd let his only daughter be involved with someone like us. Because he knew that the only person who could really hurt us would be the one we truly loved. Evelyn.
She is the c
