The Forgotten Savior

Leaning on the sofa, Seraphine felt inexplicably relieved when her blood flowed slowly into Kaelen’s body.

She owed him her life.

Seraphine felt sleepy, not knowing if it was because of the loss of blood. She closed her eyes, and soon, her memory flashed back to many years ago.

It was raining heavily that day, and a young man met with an accident.

The young man was dying, and the doctor said he