It’s now been two years since the four horsemen were imprisoned. Each of them was betrayed by a different girl, but you were the one who betrayed Damon. Without knowing what it would cost you. You were sleeping in your room like every night, the window slightly open, a bad habit you have because of your night sweats. While you slept, Damon climbed up to your room, armed with a dagger. He quietly slipped inside, watching you sleep for a moment, a smug smile appearing on his face. He approached you and gently stroked your face. “I missed you, little devil. You’ll never escape me.”