The sun had started to rise and unlike before, the feeling of pain he always felt was nowhere to be felt. He smiled as he looked at the woman cuddled in his arms. Pondering while gently brushing her hair, Caspian thought of how he would introduce himself to her.
How would he tell her that he’s not human?
How would he inform her that every year, when the 13th full moon arises on its peak, he becomes a monster who kills?
By daylight, she would eventually see the ugly scar he’s been hiding. How would she react if she’d see it?
Would she truly stay even if he told her that he doesn’t know where he came from?
Having all these thoughts, Caspian was a bit anxious as he watched her deeply sleeping. She must be still exhausted after everything. Gently, he laid his lady comfortably on the floo
