Dear Reader,
Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
I died.
Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress.
If only I was that lucky.
My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away...
And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. The evil that was just waiting to onset an innocent girl like me and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older.
