_Unknown's POV_
I was sitting in my cottage, the one hidden deep in the woods where no one ever dared to come without a good reason. It was quiet, just the way I liked it. But tonight, something felt off. My skin tingled, and a sense of unease settled over me like a heavy fog. That’s when I decided to check the crystal ball.
It sat in the middle of the wooden table, shimmering faintly under the candlelight. I passed my hands over it, focusing on the energy which I was picking up. Almost instantly, an image flickered into view—Damon and Angela. I narrowed my eyes, watching them. They were deep in conversation, standing close, too close for comfort. But something else caught my attention. There was movement in the shadows behind them. I leaned in, squinting to see more clearly.
There she
