And then, when I opened my eyes, I saw it. The shadow entity, lurking at the edge of the garden. I thought it was just a trick of the light at first, but then it grinned, and its sharp white teeth glared at me through the darkness like rows of knives. My breath hitched. I couldn’t move, couldn’t
Nina The morning light filtered through the hotel room curtains and cast soft blue shadows on the furniture. I began to stir, but my eyes were slow to open. After last night, I felt as though I had been hit by a train. Enzo was already awake. I could hear him moving about in the bathroom, and wh
Enzo The chill of the ice rink was a welcome reprieve from the stuffy hotel. Although Nina and I had made up, I still couldn’t get past the fact that something was clearly on her mind this morning—whether it was our argument or something else, I wasn’t sure. I just remembered that she got up the n
Nina I stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the straps of my red dress. The fabric hugged my body, accentuating the tiny bump on my belly. I was both nervous and excited about the evening ahead. Enzo and I had needed this, a night to reconnect, especially after the strain of the pas
Nina After dinner, Enzo said that he had somewhere else he wanted to go. We wound up walking along a path by the ocean, where the city’s lights twinkled on the water’s surface. “How did you know about this place?” I found myself asking as we walked hand-in-hand. Enzo shrugged. “Tim mentioned i
As we walked, we stumbled upon a summer festival in a small park. Colorful streamers fluttered in the wind, and lanterns adorned the stalls and trees, creating a magical atmosphere. The air was filled with the sound of laughter and music, a lively contrast to the serenity of the ocean nearby. “Wow
Nina The festival was a colorful mosaic of laughter, music, and twinkling lights. Enzo and I meandered through the crowd, our hands entwined, taking in the sights and sounds of the lively summer event. The air was filled with the aroma of street food and the distant sound of waves crashing against
Nina Madame Zara’s eyes flickered with a mix of fear and sorrow as she finally spoke, her voice barely more than a whisper. I could hardly hear her over the din of the crowd outside, and I had to lean closer just to make out what she was trying to say. “Your family, Nina, it’s... it’s cursed