Blood froze in my veins, the paranoia in my mind was becoming a reality, taking a shape, a turn, a frame, Melissa’s silhouette. The only person that deserved my hatred more than Nicholas, the only woman who had destroyed me once and now she was back to snatch my happiness away from me again. I was startled, scared, terrorised, angry. And all this emotions bottled up as one. The most intriguing one among them was rage.

That explained the familiarism.

Just because Melissa had taken a different body this time, her selfish self couldn’t be changed. She still was that self-obsessed freaky bitch.

“What are doing here, Melissa?” Lucifer asked,...