Once a Demon

Lucas's gaze intensified, a flicker of determination igniting within his eyes. "My presence is affecting the fragment within you. I must find a way to extract it, to unravel the truth of its origin," he stated firmly, his hand reaching out to delicately touch hers. "I promise, Rosalind."

She remained silent, her thoughts swirling in a sea of uncertainty. Everything seemed so murky and elusive, veiled by the enigma of their shared past. Even in her previous lifetime, such inexplicable events had never unfolded before her.

"How can I help you?" Rosalind inquired, her voice tinged with concern as she set her gaze upon Lucas. There must be something that she can do to stop the dreams and visions, right? This was her body! There must be something that she can do!

"You cannot," Lucas replied, his tone laden with a hint of resignation. "No human can."