❝My name is not Carmen, It's Abrianne.❞
❝Are you sure about it? Don't you remember how I used to torment you.❞
Abrianne Ray Abellson is afraid to fall asleep as whenever she closes her eyes she ends up having terrible dreams from her past.
She has...
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46|The Truth (3)
"What happened after those half-demons murdered me? I mean almost murdered me?" I asked Alexander. Antonio was contacting a witch on his phone.
"I don't know what happened in the forest but you managed to come near our castle door, though you were severely wounded and on the verge of death.
So, I did what I could do. I called the witches for help and they did help me.
They transfer your soul inside the stone. Like a genie in the bottle and preserve your body. Your body was kept in a casket inside our castle in a room that was forbidden for everyone but me. For 2 centuries. Those bastards even agreed to the fact that you died but I was unfortunate enough to have servants filled with unwanted curiosity.
Someone told their wife about the room, where I used to keep you. Words spread rapidly. so yah! The rumors began to dance all over the village and it didn't take much time to reach those bloody monster's ears.
I had to protect you. I had to protect my people from them. So I took another decision, that could protect you as well as these people. I am not good with dates but I remember that day, It was 12 June 1879
I made the witches bring you back to life and asked them, to compel you to forget everything about this island, about the time you spent here and about me. After that, I sent you to England.”
“How am I alive?”
“It is a spell, focuses mostly on the time. Your body is bounded by a spell, that stops time around your body so that it doesn't get old. You are therefore 28 just like you were years ago. ” I nodded. “-but don't confuse it with immortality. Both are different things.”
“Alana, your friend. She advised me, to change my location and identities every twenty years. It sounded good to me, so I agreed with it.
In 1879, your name was Elizabeth March.
In 1899, It was Mary Berlusconi and you were in Italy."
I could only stare at Alexander's hopeful face. I was learning about myself from somebody else. Which is the weirdest thing anyone can ever think of?
"Then What went wrong this time?"
"It was the previous time, that messed everything up, You met a vampire in 2006, I never had any bad blood with any vampire until then. He recognized you."
"How?"
"He couldn't control his blood lust, therefore he was held as a prisoner for a few centuries on the island until he was able to control it. So he knew who you were and. He informed them.
We wouldn't have known it but when your things started to go missing from the castle, It was pretty clear that they were trying to find you through a locater spell. It takes time to find you when you are here, therefore you were getting those dreams as an indication that you were being searched for."
"How do you know where I was every time?"
"I used to pay you to visit every time. I even have your names. Do you want to see them?"
"Sure!"
He pulled out a page from his jeans' pocket and passed them to me.
"Did you know that I was going to ask for this?"I teased, unfolding the page.
He chuckled,"It's not like that, I just carry it with me."
I turned my gaze towards the page,
1879|Elizabeth March, England 1899| Mary Berlusconi, Italy 1919| Ophelia Herald, Scotland 1939|Geneva Oliver, Russia 1959| Olivia Walmont, Germany 1979| Katherine Rose Shepard, France 1999|Thelma Louis, Ireland 2019|Abrianna R. Abelson, New york
Uh-huh! So I was having a world tour without even realizing it, Great!
°°°
"So, Where's the witch?",I heard Alexander ask, while I was stirring the coffee.
"Don't worry, I already gave her the address."
"Great! Where did you find the witch?"
"India."
"You went to India! When the hell did you arrive here anyway?"
"The day when I got a dream, in which you were jumping and shouting 'Toni, I am nothing without you!' "
I smiled and placed the cups carefully on the tray.
"I am kidding, I came here 2 weeks ago. I had to learn the culture before proceeding towards my business. "
I advanced taking the tray, After placing it carefully on the coffee table, I took a seat beside Alexander.
"which bloodline does the witch belong from Kumars? Das? Singhs?"
"Mauryas."
"Huh? A friend. good."
Grabbing the cup, I sipped it and asked, "How do you know them. If you were living in Grydice island for so many centuries?"
"Our mother's brother meaning our uncle, had to leave the island in the exploration of a herb that was only found in India."
Alexander said when Antonio cut him off with his sarcastic tone.
"And then he meets a girl and then the girl winked at Uncle and then Uncle winked back and then blah blah blah and then you know how the strange thing called love works."
Alexander narrowed his eyes and smiled to himself.
