A dark, gloomy path.

The sound of Anna’s whimpering was the only thing that was heard in the large bedroom. Despite the luxurious looking surroundings, nothing appealed to the redhead that moment. All she wanted to do was go back to that point in time when she spoke to William and choose differently. She wished the past two weeks had not happened, and she hadn’t ever come into contact with the Eriksons.

Less than thirty minutes ago, she practically bade goodbye to the man she was in love with.

There was no going back now. And that hurt the most.

As Anna sobbed in the bedroom, the full pain in her chest deepened. Her entire body felt like it was out of strength, and all the energy she could have ever had was sucked out of her.

Her life had become a dark, gloomy path she couldn’t find her way out of, no matter what. And she was trapped in this damn building and apartment with the Devil himself, Damon fucking Erikson.

The thought made her want to bash her head into the wall and just end it then and there for