[Violet]
I was afraid of him.
I wish I could pretend otherwise, but there was no denying it anymore. I was terrified of Lucien Vargsward.
Despite everything he'd done—every quiet kindness, every soft glance, every strange moment of protectiveness—I feared him. And maybe I should have all along.
I didn't know what had come over him that morning. One second he was asleep, and the next... I couldn't breathe and his claws were in my skin. His eyes were wide and empty, so much so that looking into them felt like staring directly at a void. And that smile—god, that smile.
It wasn't sane.
It wasn't human.
He smiled like it brought him joy. Watching me choke. Watching me struggle.
Even now, I couldn't stop shaking when I remembered it. My pulse spiked every time I thought about it.
What h
