Rose
I dropped the handle of the umbrella, which was still snuggly inserted into Belinda’s chest. It should have felt wrong to take a life, even if it was a monster’s about to kill someone I cared about. Wait…someone I cared about? I hardly even knew him, plus up till about thirty minutes ago he had been an asshole to me. Now, I cared about him? As much as I tried to deny it to myself, both Dylan and Zac had affected me in some way. I could not tell if it was their protectiveness towards me or just the fact, they were the sexiest men I’d ever laid eyes on. Either way, I needed them, both for protection and because I felt like I belonged with them.
Having no memory of my past, not even knowing my real name. It felt nice to feel like I belonged with and to someone, because as much as
