"It takes me away, a thousand times it takes me away." He mumbled into his phone. "Melia isn't responding.""She's not responding to me either." He said as it went to voicemail."Rebekah, I can't see Elijah anywhere.""Me neither, Fox." She said as they walked across the square, far from what remained of the church. Elijah had disappeared so quickly that they had no time to do anything. They needed to find him, explain things to him better, something told them he was thinking something very different about everything, about Melia. "I feel like something's not right." She suddenly stopped, her heart was racing and there was a lot of heat, a suffocating heat.Fox took her arm and led her to a chair in a small café in the square. He sat beside her and touched her forehead. She was sweating, which was illogical given the cold, and this only happened when she felt something was wrong with Melia."I can't see what's happening… But I feel like Melia isn't okay." He said, and this time his tem

The line of her lips twisted to one side, forming a smile. The gleam in her eyes intensified as she gazed into his eyes. Could this be possible? That gesture had answered him; it was Karina, Karina Conkinova. A gasp escaped him as he released the held breath. He couldn't help but laugh, but it was the kind of laughter that made others release the air they held. He took two steps back, brought his hands to his mouth, and approached again."You are... You are..." He stuttered. "I can't believe it." Without the polite Karina expecting it, the snow-pelinieve hugged her. She wasn't used to this, so two seconds later, she reacted. She was in shock, surprised. He could feel the ecstatic exclamation from his forum for this. He had before him the woman who gave life to the woman he adores, the woman he loves, the woman who is part of great stories, a voice for many women. "Sorry, sorry..." He apologized, letting go of the embrace.Karina was a bit lost by his reaction. In her long years of lif

"No," she replied. "An intermittent pain I felt in my chest all of a sudden, that pain when something sharp pierces your heart, as if it's being squeezed and impaled at the same time.""A stake," he deduced. "Now it would be something similar to a knife.""But back then, it was even sharper and could tear even worse. That man did it in front of everyone, escaping in the end. How did I know it was my husband? Because when I fell and could see that I was about to go, his icy gaze told me everything.""What a wretch," he expressed with hardened emotion. "How could he do that to you? Couldn't they just... talk?""He never talked, he only acted. He was worse than what they said, Elijah. He cared about nothing, not even the inconsolable sobbing of his only daughter; that's something you never forget. He wanted it all to be unforgettable, but I thought it would be different."Elijah tried to speak, but he didn't know what to say. It was a lot to think about, to process; something that had ne

Devouring the food as if she were a wild animal. The hunger was fierce and the food was more than delicious. Za and Karina had taken care of making food at this early hour of the morning. Bacon, scrambled eggs, and a few sausages. Not for the others, but for Melia.She brought the glass of orange juice to her mouth and then took a bite of the toast. The rest were at the entrance watching her eat. Elijah was surprised by Melia's speed and eagerness in eating, and curiosity filled him."Why does she eat like that?" he asked the others.Za responded, "In the dark side, there's no sustenance.""What?" he looked at them. "The dark side isn't...""Hell, no," Fox replied. "It's deeper than hell, Elijah.""Have you all been there?""No," Karina answered now. "Melia hasn't allowed and won't allow something like that.""So why has she been to that place? I mean... Look at her," he requested. "She's eating as if she hadn't had a bite in days, maybe months.""It's because that's how it feels, and

That typical phrase: "Walls have ears like eyes," is not said out of mere fashion or just for the sake of saying it. The ears are those against the wall, or necessarily it doesn't have to be that way, or perhaps they hear everything. That's how they say they didn't want to do it. The strong slam as the main kitchen door closed startled those who were in the living room. They were already on the couch, trying to pretend they hadn't heard absolutely anything, which was highly unlikely. Adding to that, the heightened hearing of two of the people in the house stretched to infinity - Rebekah and Fox. They heard and told the others what happened. Footsteps were heard nearby; they were the steps of the "pelinieve," who passed through the room. Everyone could see the redness on its pale face and how tears were streaming down its cheeks. It didn't even bother to stop; it practically ran out of the mansion, slamming the door shut. Karina looked at Fox, communicating through her gaze that he sho