She looked so peaceful like this. Still, silent, her last breaths hardly raising the sheet covering her breasts, as the color and warmth slowly faded from her skin. Soon, she would be gone, forever young, forever his Amelie.
No more pain, no more tests, just the peaceful sleep she craved.
He stopped pretending to breathe. There was no need for any subterfuge now, which should have lightened his mood, but Arturo had no idea how his beloved would react when she awoke. This wasn’t what she’d wanted.
“Forgive me. I couldn’t let you go.”
Amelie’s smile revealed her new fangs.
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