Klaus

I floated in the abyss, a realm of hazy consciousness, neither asleep nor awake. Time seemed to slip away, and the pain in my heart remained ever-present, like a relentless tormentor. In the distant echoes of my thoughts, I could sense the presence of voices, but they were muffled and distant, like whispers from another world.

‘Klaus, my love, can you hear me?’ A soft, melodic voice penetrated the darkness, pulling at the tethers of my awareness. It was Scarlett, my mate, ...