Kassandra's POV
I woke up in the middle of the night. My husband was sleeping beautifully next to me.
I slowly got off the bed and grabbed the scrolls. I pulled the chairs and put them on the table.
I started analyzing what was written in these scrolls. I looked at the pentagram and checked the designs, calligraphy, and writing.
"I forgot the book of prophecy in our house. I wonder what this pentagram means," I uttered.
I look at the other scroll again. I place my hand on my belly. Is this the reason why this series of events came to light?
Is it because the final hope that we needed is finally here? I hope my child won't be in danger. I don't want to lose our baby.
"Baby, don't worry. Mommy will never sacrifice you. We will find a way for this. You are the first fruit of my love for your daddy. You are my everything, like your dad," I whispered.
