(CAMERON’S POINT OF VIEW)Nature was an intriguing phenomenon. There was a lot to anticipate, and even more to draw.The mountains, streams, small lakes, trees, or, in this case, the sight of Rhys lying in the middle of the field, staring up at the sky, were more captivating, and in no time, his face had once again filled my canvas.The demon was perfect, and it was only fitting that he was not human because no human could match his beauty, and he belonged to me alone. Mine to look at,mine to touch, and do whatever I please.It had been a week since Rhys had taken me to stay with my grandparents, and it had been the most peaceful week of my life; it was almost unreal, but I loved every second of it because living in complete obscurity was the ideal existence. I wouldn't mind living like this for the rest of my life.My pencil abruptly stopped moving on the canvas as a thought entered my mind. Wouldn't It be wishful thinking if I were to think of forever with Rhys? We didn't belong i
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