I love you, Narika.
Adrik's words were still fresh in her mind, and no matter how much she tried to unhear what she just heard, it was worthless considering how close she was to him right now.
She was seated on his lap, with his oceanic blue eyes looking into her skeptical brown eyes that weren't so sure about his words. If they had met on a different occasion, with her not believing in the first place that he was a ghost that was set out to kill her, she would have believed him because Adrik was her type of man.
She wasn't going to admit it now, because she isn't going to reciprocate his feelings. No! Not when she's still confused about the new information she has between the both of them.
The girl that was identical that she saw in her dream, was all real and she's her great grandmother who was trying to take control of her body, just to fulfil some fucked up prophecy that Adrik hasn't given her much insight about what the prophecy was all about.
