'Not again,' I thought to myself, as I saw a sleeping me; beside a wide awake Max. Remembering how he was almost curtain that I'll be safer in his chamber, seeing that it had no mirrors. Clearly he'd been mistaken. He jolted, a paniced expression upon his face. Painted in verious shades of orange, red and yellow. Instantly he turned his attention towards my sleeping body. "Gabi!" He exclaimed while shaking me. "Wake up my love? Wake up!" He spat with a horror filt voice. "I'm sorry, I should've taken you back to your room," he apologized. I feel bad for him. It feels like an electric vibe fizzles through me, everytime he touches my body in its slumber. Suddenly the air got so chilly that my warm breath fogged up the room. Slowly I rotated 360°, carefully examining my surroundings. To my sh
