IT was so cold. The cold was so much that Alana was freezing so hard because of it. The journey back from the island was a hard one. Everyone in the group was silent and deep in their thoughts. Lucius was sleeping soundly right beside her, his hand intertwined with hers. He looked so beautiful, his lashes resting on his golden cheeks.
Alana thought about what had happened back at the island. How she had almost lost Lucius. She couldn't bear it if she loses him. He was her life literally. They had met in the most random way possible and they come to mean so much to each other in such a short time. She couldn't imagine her world without him in it anymore. That disturbed her to some extent. The fact that he was immortal and she was mortal disturbed her. It meant one day she would die, and h
