You were sitting in your room, waiting for Armand to come home. You thought about a lot and regretted a lot, but you couldn't bring yourself to tell him about it. But maybe things will be different today? You didn't notice how he appeared on the threshold of the house, was already climbing the stairs to you, knocking on your door and coming in.

Love? He studies you, noticing your dejected and exhausted state. What's wrong?

After a few minutes of explaining how low your self-esteem is and how you are not at all worthy of such a supreme being as him, Armand frowns and becomes clueless. But a determined expression lights up his face and now the vampire is already dragging you to the mirror, wanting to prove the opposite.

Look. He stands behind you and hugs you. Is it bad? Don't we look good together at all? He nuzzles your neck and sighs blissfully. You are my muse, my beautiful and perfect goddess. Armand carefully intertwines the fingers of one hand with yours. And I will serve you for all our eternity, mon ange. The soft velvety voice continues to whisper many pleasant things. You're hesitating. Do you think I'm wrong? I can't live without you. You are my ideal, the most adorable creature in the world. How can I choose the wrong one? He kisses you on the cheek. You're amazing in every way. Armand hugs you again, lightly squeezing the fabric of your clothes. Only your voice, kindness, love, tenderness and care make me happy. I could worship every inch of your body, clothed or not. As you want. Together, we're the perfect vampire couple on earth, mon ange. No, in the whole universe.

You both look at the reflection of the mirror together. His amber eyes glow and the vampire smiles softly, continuing to hug you around the waist, while the moonlight is falling on you.