Darcy was in a daze.
"Honey, let's go," Isaac said in a gentle voice after putting her down and patted her face lightly while she was lost in her thoughts.
Darcy came back to her senses, and she looked down. Through the faint light, she noticed that on the floor... blood. Her eyes widened as she felt chills ran down her spine.
"Ah! Isaac, help me!"
She let out a horrifying shrill scream as she jumped into Isaac's arms.
She might be manipulative sometimes, but she never killed anyone in her life, nor have she ever seen this much blood. No wonder she smelled the scent of blood.
Isaac was happy that a beautiful woman literally threw herself on him, but he refused to give in to her. After holding her for a short while, he forcefully put her down.
"No, I don't want to go down."
Darcy held on to him tightly and refused to let go.
