Chapter 54

• Allecra
• Once again I find myself alone at a dance, taking small sips of wine from my glass. It feels like a damn déjà vu, but I hope that a certain demon with black hair and blue eyes doesn't come near me today. I really don't feel like dealing with him.
• I saw him as soon as Bella and I entered the dance. It's as if he knew I would come. He was near the door, Dante came this time accompanied by a girl who seems to be about two years older than Isabella but with killer curves. I continue to greet and chat as is normal at these gatherings, but it takes everything in me to pretend not to see how that bastard touches his partner, whispers in her ear, and then they laugh together.