Music Recommendation: Amelia y Enrique- Ivan Palomers
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Seeing the unwavering smile on Vincent's lips, Eve wondered if this saviour would turn into her murderer one day. Last night, her foot had bled, and after pulling the glass piece from her leg, he had sucked every drop of her blood from it.
Eve said, "I thought you just finished your breakfast."
"Just because one finishes breakfast doesn't mean that you cannot make a little space for your favourite dessert, does it?" He took a step toward her, and Eve took a deep breath without attempting to step backwards. Because she knew there was no point running. If Vincent wanted to catch her, he could catch her even after she left the town; and this was his house.
