As Klaus lay back, catching his breath, he couldn't help but admire Lucy. She was more than just beautiful—she was everything. He wasn't the same after he got back from the dead. It's like he has grown overnight, making him more perceptive.
'She's incredible,' he thought, his gaze softening as he watched her. But just as he was lost in his thoughts, admiring her sinful body, a voice echoed in his mind.
'He is incredible. I would've killed myself if he hadn't woken up,' the voice whispered.
Startled, Klaus blinked. It wasn't his own thought. It was Lucy's voice. His eyes widened in shock.
"Lucy, what did you just say?" Klaus asked, lifting his head to look at her resting on his chest.
"What? I... I didn't say anything," Lucy stammered, her face growing pale. She had just thought to herself how she might've killed herself if Klaus hadn't survived the assassination attempt.
"Klaus," her voice cracked as her eyes filled with tears.
