“What happens if you stay in the sunlight?” I asked. “I burn,” he said, and he lifted our entwined hands into the sunlight. I watched them, his pale skin contrasting brightly with my own. It took a few minutes, but soon blisters appeared on his skin, and those quickly burst, turning into red sores, and sizzled. My hand shook as he held it, and I jerked it from the light. “Stop!” I turned toward him, examining his arm, but it was already healed. His laugh was breathless as he guided my eyes to his, tilting my head with his fingers. “Do you worry for me, my sweet?” he asked. “What a ridiculous
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