Chapter 8
Isabella's POV
I pushed open the heavy carved wooden door on the third floor. The moment one foot stepped inside, I froze.
The room wasn't empty.
My date Samuel was sitting cross-legged on that big black bed, eyes tightly shut, surrounded by swirling black mist. The room was as cold as an ice cel...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
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