Branded

1967 Words

Rosalie The light was blinding, and I felt nauseous as the morning started to depart. There were several Vampires as well as the few Witches that had transported with us. At first, I didn’t realize we were transported, but the dark and dank area we were standing in told me otherwise. No longer was I standing at the front of the packhouse, with the fall leaves drifting around and the young children running and playing in laughter. I was in a nightmare, yet again. My heart seized. If it could stop independently without the probability of a heart attack, I think mine would have. Straight-up fear could have stopped my heart. I was standing in my worst nightmare. I visited the same hell every night for many years and only stopped when Jack came into my life. Jack. Gosh, I missed him. Would h

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