Every October 30th, Damian Cross keeps a promise. He returns to the same cathedral where he and Rowena Vale spent her eighteenth birthday together and lights candles for her. The same birthday she disappeared. For six years, Mournwick mourned the girl who never came home. Then she returned. Older. Different. Haunted by secrets she refuses to share. As the line between faith and obsession begins to blur, Damian must decide whether the girl standing before him is truly the one he loved... or something else entirely. Because some promises survive time. And some curses do too. This story belongs to me Johely Morales and is only mine I do not give permission to re publish or take any ownership over it. It has been in the works for two years now and I have decided to publish it here for fun for now. Thanks!