The rain continued to fall, and the cold wind swept through the café windows. Elizabeth stood in the middle of a whirlwind of emotions, torn between the old love Lucas had given her and the mysterious pull of Seraphim.
"I… I don't know what to do," she murmured, glancing at Seraphim standing nearby. His eyes seemed to read her every thought.
Seraphim stepped closer, extending a gentle hand.
"You have a choice… just one. Are you ready to know the truth about the blood oath that binds us?"
Lucas frowned, sensing the danger creeping closer.
"Elizabeth… don't go with him just yet."
Elizabeth stood caught between two forces. Her heart raced, and the blood in her veins seemed to call out. The power of the blood oath began to resonate within her body, making the world feel like it had stopped spinning.
"I… will choose… the truth," she whispered.
Suddenly, the lights in the café dimmed. The wind outside howled, and the rain pounded like it was cutting into the room itself.
It was as if the blood oath was calling her in.
Cliffhanger: Who truly controls this destiny — Lucas or Seraphim? And when will the truth of the blood oath be revealed?