Silas
I’m infatuated with her. She’s perfect. The thought of anything ever happening to her sends a cold shiver down my spine, my vision dotting, and this insane anger overtakes at the mental image of someone or something taking her from me.
Never. No one gets to hurt her ever again. Not even me. Thanks to the potion, that hasn’t been an issue. Giving into the urge to be around her and making an effort, though hard, to swallow my attraction and behave normally takes all I have, but it’s so worth it.
Valentina smiled at me yesterday, and I could almost feel the blood vessels in my heart constricting at seeing how beautiful she was at that moment. She always is. Inside and out, although she seems to have that weird notion that she isn’t. I don’t get it. I mean, look at me. Seeing my fa
