Cha! Cha! Cha!
The birds were chirping in the outside world, their morning song filtering through the open window along with the pale, golden light of dawn. I slowly opened my eyes, the crusty remains of yesterday's dried blood making my lids feel heavy.
I turned my head slightly and found Elena still sleeping in the same position as before. Her hand was still stretched out towards me, her fingers loosely curled near the spot where the white lily now lay wilted on the silk sheets.
Being awake and sleeping really does make a person look different. Right now, without the terrifying pressure of her mana or that predatory glint in her eyes, she looked incredibly attractive. For a fleeting second, the thought of our blood relation felt like a distant, blurry detail I wanted to forget.
"But I can't," I whispered to the empty room.
