"Mira?" Alexandria whispered, too astonished to utter any other word. How was this possible?
"Yes darling?" Mira replied in the same soft, gentle voice he was well familiar with. Her hands wrapped around the blade that was inside her stomach and pulled it, gasping softly. Alexandria looked down at her hands: there was no blood there, not even a scratch. What the...
She moved closer to him timidly, wrapping her hands around his waist. Mira looked deep into his eyes with longing far beyond anything else.
Her pupils dilated slowly, going to the edges of her pink colored cornea. Alexandria remained still, mesmerized by her gaze and touch. Soon, his own cornea slowly gathered a pink hue like hers and it spread throughout his eyes like creepers. It had almost overshadowed his own when suddenly, he snapped.
Bewitchment. She was bewitching him.
