My mouth widened opened, eyes staring duskily at the red blood on the white blanket and to the blatantly smiling man, who was now twirling the bloody dagger in the air. And the red liquid lining the dagger was my blood?
Terror clutched at my heart, my head throbbing badly inside by skull. The injury on my neck was making me dizzy and lightheaded.
'What has him done to me?' I questioned, noticing the blood dropping from my neck, I quickly placed my hand on my neck to stop the mess it was creating on my dress and looked straight at the man with my teary eyes.
"Why?" I should've still be anxious by how the man got in without any notice from the many guards in the house, but now I wasn't. I was concerned about the fact that if he was working with the men in the house.
No, that can't be. They won't dare betray Adrian just like that. Then what was happening?
