Vlad still wasn’t entirely accepting what had compelled him to follow her home, but here he was. Perhaps a taste of her blood would satisfy this unnatural obsession he had for her.
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But tonight, he has something different planned.
He waited for her every night, hidden in the fog; always watching.
Well… at least his head landed on the yoga mat.
Don’t answer the door Bruno!
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