DOMUS MALUM
“I’m afraid of not seeing you again, Lucas. If only you were here to hold my hand, then maybe it will be less scary.”
“Don’t do anything stupid, Lucas or I swear I will never forgive you.”
Selene closed her eyes from the sudden flashbacks came rushing in her mind.
“You can no longer save me, Lucas. You know you can’t.”
“No please, Lucas. Wake up!”
“Lucas! I’m here, I’m here, you’re here with me.”
“You must be Ms. Selene Madden, the painter of The Girl and the Lion? It’s been really tough to get that artwork,” he said in his honeyed-voice. He stretched out his hand, asking for a handshake.
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