Roselyn felt her- or rather Abigail's legs- shaking vigorously as she tried to resist the urge to attack the child in front of her with all herself. She could feel the metallic smell of blood and somehow she found it so desirable she felt inebriated by it like if her senses completely stopped working to fully focus on what the blood may taste like. The more she looked at the child the more she didn't see it as a human creature but only like food or fuel for her body and a delicious meal for a starving soul.

Roselyn screamed with all her voice as she clenched her fists so tightly she felt her hand tingling as she came back to her residence. She blinked few times as she realized she finally came back to reality and escaped from that horrific vision, probably the worst one she ever had. Even worse than seeing John kill all those people because this time the vision she was living was about her sister, nonetheless the person she lived with day by day for all her life. The same person who would cry when her favorite characters in books died and also the same person who would never hurt anyone.

Roselyn barely could recognize her sister anymore, she felt a shiver ran through her spine and she became paler when her gaze met Abigail's. She could see her for who she truly was now, Roselyn almost felt scared even though she didn't want to admit that to herself.

"Are you alright?" John asked in a worried tone of voice. Roselyn limited herself to nod even if her facial expression and her blank gaze were proving she was far from being fine, however, lie was easier than explaining the mix of emotions she was feeling at that moment. She wouldn't wish that on anyone, not even her worst enemy.

Abigail meantime managed to control herself for the third time in such a short time and tried to walk nearer to Roselyn since John was distracted and had slightly released his strong grip.

"Rose..." She whispered as she took few more steps forward right before John reached her and impeded her to walk ahead.

Roselyn inadvertently flinched away hearing Abigail's voice as even the way her voice rang disturbed her while Abigail seeing her reaction felt a lump in her throat form and tears fill her eyes.

As soon as she tried to open her mouth to ask her forgiveness tears ran down her cheeks as a cascade and her cheeks blushed slightly.

"I-I-I'm sorry..." she said in a brittle broken voice. John motivated by his compassion decided to trust her and let Abigail go. Abigail slightly smiled as she felt better to see someone was finally having faith in her. That's all she needed to give her the courage, Abigail ran toward Roselyn spreading her arms as she needed to hug her sister in order to show her how much she truly cared and how much she was willing to learn how to control herself. She didn't want the people she loved the most to be scared of her neither did she want to hurt Roselyn.

Roselyn stared at her sister straight in her eyes and that's when she recognized the sweet Abigail she grew with, she unconsciously smiled to her back and as if her arms moved on their own she wrapped her arms around Abigail's neck and held her tight.

John took a long breath of relief seeing the two sisters reconciled, while the maid still totally unaware of what was happening speeded toward John and gazed from there to the scene astonished and confused.

"I promise you I will learn how to control myself. I will do it for you and the baby." Abigail whispered to Roselyn, her voice was still ringing vulnerable.

"You can do it," Roselyn replied to her offering a supportive smile and trying to sound as believable as possible even if inwardly she was doubting that. She felt how strong Abigail's impulses were on her skin but trying to sound supportive was the best thing to do at that moment.

Abigail departed from the hug to smile at Roselyn in all her joy. Abigail felt her confidence surge hearing Roselyn's words confessing she trusted Abigail's abilities and willpower.

"Since your powers are linked to life, maybe you could try to..."

A loud bang accompanied by a scream broke in, Victor kicked down the door and bounced into the house. His gaze traveled around the room and when he finally met Abigail he took a breath of relief seeing she was fine and she didn't hurt anyone.

But soon another scream was heard, this time it was John who shouted at his cousin in an irritated voice, "I've restructured the house a few weeks ago!" a cascade of insults and curses followed.

Both Abigail and Roselyn had to refrain from the imminent laughs seeing John's face redden in anger as he glowered at his cousin who was still was unaware of what happened and was only worried for his wife.

"I am sorry for having followed John." Abigail intervened, as she gazed at Victor in a sorry gaze.

"I needed to see her and I knew none of you would have let me so I decided to do it by myself." Roselyn breathed out her confession, as the words slipped out her tongues she realized her new nature hadn't only made her turn into a stronger and restless creature but also a more instinctive one, driven by her gut.

"I controlled myself, see." Abigail said pointing her finger against Roselyn, "I can stay close to her and don't lose control over my body." Abigail announced her achievement in all her pride and Victor despite being deceived for the umpteenth time smiled at his wife, his love was too strong to stay angry with her.

Victor turned around to gaze at John, he bit his inner cheek not to giggle as with the corner of his eye he could see the slaughtered door he shot down.