Maisie
There were things that killed you sweetly, and you couldn't tell that it was, not until it was too late.
I felt the ache in my bones, in my chest. My breath clouded in front of me, and yet I couldnt look away from those eyes.
It was a promise of things. Treasures. A future without hurt. Things I'd never imagined, things I'd always wanted. He could give me everything. I'd never hurt again. Never ache. Never lack. Never want...
"Adams," a voice snarled from far away. "Snap out of it."
It was an order. I didn't like taking orders. Not from him. Him? Who did that voice belong to--
Swirling gold, ringed blue. The black slit of his eyes pulsed and I found myself falling deeper. And if he had reached for me, I would've let him. If he had reached into my chest to rip out my heart, I would've let him--
"I don't care who or what the hell you are," I heard distantly. "But she's not yours to take."
Those eyes tore away from me and the spell broke.
