In "The Eternal Burden," embark on an enthralling journey with Nataleea, a woman burdened by a tumultuous past entwined with secrets, curses, and a string of dark deeds. From the poverty of Italy to a turbulent marriage in America, Nataleea's life t...
"No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they'd die for." - Martin Luther King Jr.
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I gently shake Elena awake, whispering softly.
"Hey, it's time to go home," I say.
Elena nods sleepily, slowly sitting up on the couch.
"Coffee machines in the kitchen and I should have some clothes that'll fit you in my wardrobe," I say
Elena got dressed and sipped on a cup of coffee before we began the journey to her house. As we arrived, we spotted Vicki Donovan, and I could hear her heartbeat had faded.
I approached Vicki and Jeremy, my tone gentle but firm. "Elena, can you call Stefan?" I request. "I'd like to have a chat with Vicki here."
Jeremy chimed in, his voice laced with concern. "She's really messed up," he mentioned.
I moved closer to Vicki, assessing her condition. "She looks a bit unwell," I acknowledge. "Let me
Jeremy nods in appreciation before heading downstairs to check on Elena.
I take Vicki by the hand and guide her to the cemetery. "Vicki, I'm so sorry about what he did to you," I say softly. "But I can fix it."
Vicki acquiesces, allowing me to lead her.
Arriving at the cemetery, I face her with a stark choice. "You have a decision to make here, Vicki," I explain. "You can live or die. The council is currently on their way, and your options are to feed off them or face the fate of death."
Vicki's eyes widen in horror as she processes the information. "What?! I don't want this!"
I try to soothe her by speaking in a calming tone. "It's alright, Vicki, it's going to be okay. You're going to be okay," I reassure her.
Vicki looks at me, confusion and longing in her eyes. "Will I be better?" she questions. "I just want to go home."
A sudden impact strikes my stomach, sending a sharp pang of pain through my body. "Ugh, it's wood, they know," I murmur, grimacing as I rise to my feet. I swiftly dispatch each and every council member, leaving a trail of lifeless bodies behind.
Despite my weakened state, I managed to address Vicki, but my voice was strained. "Stefan will be here soon," I say. "He'll help you."
