Night Cross observed the human in front of him, so insignificant and week. it made his laugh whenever these humans thought they could get away with anything, putting his hands in the pocket of his coat, his coat blew back, there was no wind but nothing here was normal. Anger filled his eyes as he spoke. "You think you can get away with what is mine, I own you Mary, and you tried to end your life”. He saw her tremble on her feet and for someone who scared easily, she sure could do a lot of crazy things. "Now you would pay the price for what you did”.

With a snap of his fingers, she noticed she was standing on top of a cliff, rocks falling from mountains beside her and fire everywhere. The heat blurred her vison and fear like she had never felt before came over her, Mary tried but she could not hold the scream that tore from her mouth. Night Cross grinned "why are you screaming, I thought

The invitation from Lord Comwell came the next day. He held the biggest balls, auctions and fund raisers. Philip was invited as a distinguished guest and Martha had no idea why she went with him but she did. Her skin glowed in the pearl green gown she wore, her hair pulled back and fell in waves down her back. The host was a fat man with stomach so large Martha wondered how his buttons did not break free, his wife a small lady with a big voice was just as social as he was.

Philip watched her blend in with the crowd, unless one was told, they would never believe she was a help, she looked like she belonged her, not socializing but sipping her wine and watching the crowd. He noticed Lord Comwell’s son watching her all through the night, and although he was with his friends he glanced at her every minute.

Martha knew Lord Comwell’s son watched her, she knew almost every man there wanted h

As she laid there feeling Walter's presence and hearing him Walter, her heart broke, she had never felt so much pain, not even when Night Cross forced her to sell her conscience over and over. The beeping machine filled the silence in the room and neither of them spoke, he had the most solemn look on his face and looked like he was about to burst into tears when he reached over to pull a strand of hair from her face.

"I’m so sorry Martha, I am sorry I pit so much pressure on you which I would never do again, I’m so sorry that our relationship has to come to this”. As he spoke, tears poured down her eyes and she thought in her heart, maybe he does understand me, the saddened she felt was like a demon swallowing her heart from the very inside, the only thing that made this life worth leaving was walking away from her. She felt so bad, so horrible that she felt like clawing out her own hea

Night Cross observed the human in front of him, so insignificant and week. it made his laugh whenever these humans thought they could get away with anything, putting his hands in the pocket of his coat, his coat blew back, there was no wind but nothing here was normal. Anger filled his eyes as he spoke. "You think you can get away with what is mine, I own you Mary, and you tried to end your life”. He saw her tremble on her feet and for someone who scared easily, she sure could do a lot of crazy things. "Now you would pay the price for what you did”.

With a snap of his fingers, she noticed she was standing on top of a cliff, rocks falling from mountains beside her and fire everywhere. The heat blurred her vison and fear like she had never felt before came over her, Mary tried but she could not hold the scream that tore from her mouth. Night Cross grinned "why are you screaming, I thought you wanted to give your life in exchange, I am just giving you what you want”.

As she fell down th

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