I could feel the blood draining from my face as I saw him. I know I was looking like I saw a ghost or something right now, but I know I would never be this afraid of a ghost, I have one living in my room.
Then I reminded myself of the key. That he didn't know it was me. He doesn't know. He doesn't know. He doesn't know me, and Nyx is one and the same. our eyes met, his black human eyes seem so different from his red demon eyes, but the way he looks, the way his eyes narrow slightly when they land on me, the way his eyes seem to be pulling me in them.
Blood rushed to my cheeks when I remembered what she had done. My grip on the phone tightened automatically. Even though we have different phones, I could not help but feel guilty, as if the photo is on my phone. The photo of him, as he stood there, looking incredibly hot. She is crazy. If he gets his hands on us, he will not spare us.
