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“No hospital. I, um, don’t have insurance.” Or a pulse, but that wouldn’t stop them from trying to bankrupt me.
It’s blissfully dark inside, the crimson velvet curtains that cover the windows don’t let in any light. When
“October 24, 1632. Even older than I thought. Well, I can’t wait to see what you’ve done with the place!”
we share a birthday!
She barks a laugh. “Oh, Annie. You’re so cute. I’m not anywhere near as exciting as all of that. I’m just a vampire.”
I always thought killing people was the closest I could come to feeling alive, but I was wrong. It’s this. It’s Annie beneath me and the echo of her heart in my chest. I close my eyes. I don’t want to move.
That's the thing about her love. It snuck up on me and held me close. It brought me back to life.
