Celine's POV
"No!" I yelled waking up till the next morning. I just had a nightmare. I couldn't remember the details but I was certain I saw Dante choking me to death after finding out the truth about the prophecy.
I sat up on my bed and my head began to throb, I couldn't sleep the previous night as I wondered why Dante just left the room and didn't want to push it.
At first, I thought he would come back and drive his claws into my heart and rip out my heart. I've seen him do it before, so I wouldn't be the first.
I was still in my thoughts, sweating profusely when a knock came to my door. I moved to the end of my room, hiding under my bed instead of opening the door.
I already knew it was Dante, I could smell him.
"Open, the goddamn door, Celine. I know you're in there, I can hear your heartbeat." That was one thing I hated about Dante.
