The dark beast stared at the girl that looked just like his master trying to assure him and felt amused. Shouldn't it be he who assure that he would not kill her.
Why was she the one who was trying to make amends?
Her master was never like that. She was a strong woman that never showed kindness to strangers.
Wounded by her family and those whom she loved, she was a woman with a cold look who never let her guards down.
While looking at her, she was a kind soul. He could see an innocent girl who still believed in the goodness of the world and had a lot of hopes for her future.
Her eyes that were still alive were too different from his master yet he felt so familiar and that strange feeling that was making him emotional.
Rafael had told him again and again. No! Told was a wrong word. He had threatened him again and again to not visit Hazel. He had threatened to kill him even knowing that nothing in the world could kill him.
