"Cecilia..."
Her name escaped from my mouth, tasting bitter on my tongue.
She was just as I remembered… except that now, I actually knew that she wasn't being kind to me, but dangerous.
Snow-white hair flowed down her back in long, silky waves, catching the light like polished silver. It glistened like fresh frost, pure and cold.
But what truly froze me were her familiar eyes... the same glowing crimson as mine... from before.
They shimmered with something almost… amused… and maybe hungry.
Her face hadn't changed at all, still beautiful, but not in a warm, heavenly way as I had thought before.
Her beauty was the kind that made you stare too long, until you forgot to breathe.
Sharp cheekbones, soft lips painted a faint plum-red, and lashes so long they brushed the edge of her temples.
She looked like a goddess carved from porcelain and temptation.
And her body... she didn't even try to hide it.
