Aitana's POV
The liquid burned like fire coursing down my throat. It reminded me of the alcohol that Ismael used to have in his office; the smell was strong, and if it weren't for the cacao, I would have probably thrown up because of how strong the flavor is. I finished the drink, my limbs started tingling all of a sudden, making the golden cup slip from my fingers and clatter against the stone. However, when I looked down, I realized the floor had disappeared; in fact, the whole world had dissolved around me.
Suddenly, I was standing in a moonlit clearing, the air thick with the scent of blood and crushed herbs. Before me stood a woman with golden eyes identical to mine, her skin was a chocolate color, and her hair flew behind her back in soft, dark waves.
What shocked me the most we
