A R I A N A
I woke up in the middle of the night, my throat dry and scratchy, I was very thirsty and my jar was empty.
My eyes moved to the clock on my bedside table glowed 2:47 AM in bright red numbers.
I growled, throwing off the covers and padded barefoot to the door. The marble floor was cold under my feet as I made my way downstairs, careful not to make noise.
The kitchen was dark except for the faint glow of the stove light. I didn't bother turning on more lights cause I knew this house well enough now to walk in the dark.
I was halfway to the fridge when I walked straight into something hard.
No, someone.
"Dante!" I gasped, stumbling backward.
I don’t know why I yelled his name, I wasn’t sure if it was him but his name found it to my lips so easily.
His hands sh
