Nineteen

-Valdus-

I'm still on the ground while I'm looking at the ceiling. My hands goes to my neck and I can feel her mark. Her. Mark.

Damn. And I thought I would be the first to mark.

My first one didn't count since it got removed.

I pulled my hand away because it sent a shiver down my spin and goosebumps formed on my arms, so I knew I had to remove my hand. I looked around but not by moving my head, just with my eyes.

Nothing. I was by myself. I rolled my eyes, and pushed myself up. I ran my hand through my hair, making it...