It was a thin whisper.
“So now you know,” he said. Then his voice took on a different timbre. “Forget what I just told you. You don’t need to remember it. I’m no threat to you. So forget.”
She stood there staring at him, her heart racing like a trip hammer. “I won’t forget,” she said finally, little more than a cracked whisper.
And then as if someone had cut her strings, she collapsed on the couch and sat staring at the floor.
He was a vampire. And she believed it.
Now how the hell was she supposed to deal with that?
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