Eve opened her eyes drenched in cold sweat. Damien frowned and sat up when he felt her moving.
"Did you have a nightmare again?" he asked, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. But she shook her head. She was sure that the nightmares were not her imagination anymore. She remembered having that doll in her room though she was sure she had never played with it.
Killian and Damien were trying to protect her from a harsh truth they knew but she did not! And this was enough to make her crazy. It felt like those dreams were trying to tell her something.
Something she should know already. As if a storm was going to come to destroy everything and nature was giving signs so that the world could be prepared for it. So that she would be strong enough. But was she?
She only felt that she was going weaker with time.