"Is this guy even sane? Why is he repeating the same word he said yesterday?" she thought
He steped closer to her and her brain began to scream 'DANGER ALERT' she immediately began to crawl backwards till she got to the dead end, one more move, she'll fall. The man noticed this and smiled making him look more handsome and tempting.
He was now few inches away from her that she could feel his hot breath on her skin. "is he a vampire? or why is he so closeto me?.
he laughed hysterically at that. "Vampire of all creatures?"
"so the devil also laughs?" she thought again.
"What do you need me for? for breakfast?" she asked him getting sick of the improper closeness
"like i said earlier, i'm not a vampire and i'm not here to suck your blood nor have you as a breakfast
"Then why are you here and how did you even get to my house?" she questioned again
He stepped back immediately and cleared his throat. "I'm Lysander" he said and sent a YOUR-TURN look to her.
"No, Thanks. I'm leaving." she said and left the bed immediately.
"Do you think i'll be after a lady i don't know?" he asked stoping her on her track
"you know me?"
With a mysterious glint in his eyes, Lysander leaned in, whispering, "Tracy, the daughter of Evelyn, a formidable witch whose artistic spells dance between worlds, and James, a mechanic with the power to mend not just machines, but the very fabric of reality. your family history is woven with threads of the supernatural, and you, my dear, are the next chapter...." She cuts in
"Blah blah blah... You talk too much. That's not me" she lied trying to cut him off
She was shocked as the man knew her so well to even know the greatest secret of her family. People saw her mother as a nurse and not some sort of witch. She knew her mother was far beyond human but she kept it secret.
"So I'll ask you one more time, who are you".
"One more time? I don't remember you asking me in the first place" He smirked and vanished into thin air
She was so frustrated by his appearance and disappearance that she cursed alound only for her to turn and meet a shocked Janet.
"what was that for?" she asked.
"I left my window opened and a bird flew in" she lied
"Are you sure you are okay?" Janet asked
"Of course i am" came her reply "If you don't mind, i'm starving" she said and worked pass a confused Janet. She had other things bothering her than some 'are you okay' questions.
Janet rushed to the window and took a look...
"Oh common Janet" Tracy said and walked elegantly out of the room.
Over a quaint breakfast spread, Tracy nervously toyed with her fork, her thoughts a turbulent sea of worry. Across from her, Janet enjoyed her meal with a carefree demeanor, blissfully unaware of Tracy's internal turmoil. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over their table, yet Tracy's furrowed brow hinted at the storm brewing within.
As Tracy delicately sipped her coffee, she couldn't shake the weight of the guy who seemed to possess the key to her family's deepest secrets. Her eyes darted around the dinning, as if the very walls might eavesdrop on her concerns. Meanwhile, Janet relished her pancakes, happily, oblivious to Tracy's growing unease.