Jackson
I returned to Betty since it was already nighttime, and as she was asleep, I got into bed beside her and looked at my mate; she grows more beautiful whenever I gaze at her, and I ran my fingers along her lips.
I can't picture my existence without her, so I need to understand how Ophelia feels sharing a roof with the man who murdered her mate.
I've never genuinely appreciated Derrick; he appears to be someone who desires power and will go to any lengths to obtain it. Just then, I heard a knock at the door; it smells like Karen. What could she possibly want? And what is she doing here when she should be sleeping? I lazily climbed out of bed.
"What brings you here?" She remained silent, seemingly organizing her thoughts. "I realize we're not speaking at the moment, but I felt
