Home and in her bed Evie could only stare at the ceiling. She had seen Tristen. She knew it was real and he had been staring directly at her. Hadn’t she?
Or was Erik correct and she hadn’t seen him yet and saw a vision again? It was a possibility she couldn’t ignore, just like the words he last said to her.
Those words he said still stung. She knew she was crazy and having him saying such made it harder not to see the reality of her situation. Times like these were the most difficult for her. She never asked for this supposed gift. If she never had visions, she never would be a vampire and she never would have lost her family either.
These stupid visions were a curse she had not once asked for but received and with it brought the darkness that was her sire into her life, changing her l
