The Eternal Bloodlines: Shattered Reflections

Preface

I hadn't really trusted anyone for the longest time in my life; hadn't ever let anyone in. I mean, how could I when all I had ever known from other people was hurt? Being cold and detached had been all that had kept me alive for so long. But now that was gone, replaced by a strange need for him.

I couldn't forgive him for the pain he had inflicted on me, or for the decades he had left me alone to fight for myself. At least, not yet. But none of that mattered at that moment. We needed him; I needed him. He was the only thing standing between us and death.

Suddenly, I found myself wondering: Is it crazy to love someone so completely that trust doesn't even come into it anymore? Maybe it was, or maybe it was just the fear and the helplessness talking, but either way one thing was certain: if he failed, she was going to die, then I would face a fate far worse than death...

So, I had to trust him... to save us both...