Butterfly's Kiss
Ophelia froze, her breath catching in her lungs.
Her vision shook as the bad feeling became more pronounced, almost threatening to overwhelm her.
She stepped back.
The voice that she heard from the masked figure was something that she heard even in her dreams for the past two months.
She couldn't believe it. No, she didn't want to believe it.
"My Alexander…?" she said with hesitation, her heart trembling violently.
The smile on the lower unmasked half of the figure's face widened.
Alec slowly reached up and pulled the mask covering his eyes off, and Ophelia took another step backward, disbelief colouring her delicate features.
"No, no…" she muttered, her eyes wide in disbelief and shock. She shook her head.
Next to her Alexander, the other masked figure stepped forward, a snarl painted on his mouth.