Eva
I almost feel bad using Vincent as an example…almost. It was just easier because of our connection and his aloof reputation. Now Gran knows the power of this Haze, and maybe she can help uncover why it is so different. I take Vincent's hand and lead him out to the woods to the lake I swam in last night. He grips my hand tightly as he looks into my eyes, “Eva, it is hard to fight this.” I know that it must be for him to admit any weakness, but we need to learn what the limit of endurance is. Or at least I want to learn it.
“Just a bit longer,” I tell him as I start removing our clothes. I fold them neatly as I turn to him. I bite my finger to draw blood. I put it into his mouth as I bit his neck. He picks me up and within an instant, we are up to our chests in the water. I gasped, “Vi
