André POV

I grabbed Olivia and pulled her close to me. The metallic smell of blood came from her mouth. I was worried. What was going on? What had happened?

I heard yelling and dashed back into the house. The sound came again, and I was able to pin the noise to this location.

I kicked the door down and saw my beloved on the ground, crawling to the door like a dying caterpillar.

“Olivia?”

I cradled her close. Her body was getting colder by the second. I looked at her dress and saw a ...