As the reapers and her friends departed the villa to enjoy the carnival, an unsettling fear gripped Ziana's heart. Every supernatural being she encountered, except for the grim reapers, had shown a propensity for harm. Despite Damien's family being her closest kin, caution dominated her thoughts in moments like these.
"They've been struggling," Damien confessed as they sat together in the study room, waiting for his parents' arrival. "The decision hasn't come easy for them, and I hope you can understand." His voice was laced with concern.
Ziana nodded, attempting to maintain composure. But her sixth sense sent alarming signals, urging her to steel her resolve. Instincts whispered that something perilous lay ahead, something intricately linked to her own existence, leaving her in a state of anxious anticipation.
