*Mika*

He was drinking that woman.

I let out a shriek, turning and running down the hall, needing to gather my bearings in a quiet spot to figure out what happened. My only objective right now was to go off and hide, not even leave the manor, though I honestly should. But there was no question; I had seen blood dripping down her neck, and no smoke and mirrors could trick me there. My instincts screamed that I was right, this wasn’t a trick of the light, and I sure as hell was ...