Wicked 2

By RRSuperNova

*****  Continuation  *****

I should of picked it up that night
Even though it was a rundown house
The anomalies were beyond normal.

The blinking lights
The moving shadows
The feeling of being watched
The wind that caressed my nape
Goosebumps all over
Yet I attributed it to the storm.

I still remember
That beautiful face
That very next day
He who was
like a brilliant pearl.
Those navy blue eyes
That were as dark and profound
As the deepest part of the sea.
And that alluring smile
Welcoming me
Like the morning sun
To my new life.

At least that’s what I thought…

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