The Cursed Heiress

im. He could no longer ignore the doubts that were more and more pressing in his mind. Zoé, with his strange silences, his unexpected reactions, his leaks in the shadows ...

e refused to admit. Whenever he put his eyes on her, every time he saw her shudder or turn away, he felt that something wa

Zoé's family was surrounded by mystery, invisible walls seemed to stand up every time he tried to approach too close. He had heard rumors. Wh

aled, but he was starting to wonder if she would tell him one day. Maybe she was afraid. M

hives, generations of stories extending before him. His eyes landed on a yellowed file, containing letters and documents that are several decades old. His hea

transformed them into something else, something dangerous. These letters detailed physical changes, uncontrollable rage attacks, strange behavior during the moon

e of her, a young heiress who, like the others before her, had to face a destructive power, but more insidious than ever.

hat they became." Her hands trembled slightly while holding the letter. What he had read seemed too incredible, too unreal to be tru

o the file. A question burned in his mind: what if Zoé was right? If what she had f

ut the facts were there. He could no lon

until then. He knew it would change everything. He knew it would be the start of the end. But he ha

breath. The city was silent, but the air wore a strange thrill. Théo headed for Zoé's house, his mind

dark. She turned suddenly when she heard her steps. He read a mixture of su

n almost trembling voice

e words, weighing each sentence

Zoé. And I know you lied to me. But

h. She knew, he knew it. And at that moment, he knew that their world was going to switch. Everythin

on, then, in an almost i

ack, Théo. You want to

ed to engulf them. But at this precise moment, Théo was no longer afraid. Because

s transforming into a gust of silence. She had prepared for this moment, had planned each possibl

ce would end up destroying them both. But the vision of his eyes, the look he had launched to him when everything had become clear betw

h second that was passing. She had the impression that her heart was cracking in a thousand pieces with each bea

ou protect someone from a danger they couldn't even conceive? She had too many secrets to hide, too much monstrosity anchor

front of the other, nor to decide if she had to tell her the truth or move away without saying anything. She knew what she had to do, but it didn't ma

f disorderly thoughts, until ultimately, exhaus

if the earth itself was ready to engulf it. And then, she lives it. Théo. He walked before her, unconscious of the danger that was hiding in the shadows. A creature, gigantic and invisible, prowled, waiting

was there, under her gaze, very close to the danger, and she could do nothing to stop him. An ic

he light that picked up the curtains, like a fragile glow in a dark world. She didn't need to reme

the forest without knowing that he was followed, did not leave his thoughts. She rose, heading for the window. The morning light barely filled through the b

d eyes were looking for an answer that he could not get from him. She knew it. She did not have the words to explain to her what had just happe

d in a calm, almost soft voice, but his eyes fixed on her

d this ability to penetrate his soul, to read in his thou

en by the emotion that she could no longer remember. "I

me you protected me. But I'm here, Zoé. Not in your lies. If you want me to g

f tears that threatened to overwhelm her. Sh

leaving no room for escape. "And I know it scares you. But w

had not seen what she had seen in her dream, what she feared. If she stayed

, her trembling voice. "I'm dangerou

his eyes. " No. You can't get me away fr

crossed his mind as a flash: perhaps this dream, this feeling of helplessness, were simply warnings, echoes