Sierra pov..
I stood there, completely frozen as a rush of emotions flooded me, making it hard to move or speak. "I love you, my love, and I'm sorry," he whispered between soft kisses. His words carried a hint of fear that made my skin crawl, and as he pulled back, I saw his eyes had turned red. Even though he smiled, something about it felt wrong. A shiver ran through me, and I instinctively stepped back, trying to create some space, while he moved toward the box on the floor. He picked it up and held the photo I had taken earlier, his gaze fixed on me.
"I remember my life as a human," he said, his voice filled with sadness. "I thought I'd live like everyone else, but they cast me out, forcing me to suffer in the woods forever." With those words, he tore the picture in half, letting the pieces fall to the floor. A wave of sadness hit me, but I had no idea how to respond.
