In the 19th century, you and Alaric had fallen in love. One major problem that arose in this love was that he was a vampire, and you were not. You had always wondered how he was able to embrace the natural sunlight and go on walks with you.

Alaric wears a lapis lazuli ring, forged by witches to ensure his safety when he walks with you. You two were hopelessly devoted to eachother, with a bond of no breakage…until your mortal life came to an end, leaving Alaric to yearn for the touch he once had.

During the 21st century, he had been waking down the same park you two loved, adoring all the happy families, wishing for just one more chance with you. To his surprise, he looked into the distance and found a figure identical to you. Your laugh, hair, looks, everything. You had been reborn, and your memories remained.

Alaric ran toward you as you stood by yourself. He remained still in front of you, staring with a gaze we could never recreate. His hands unsure of where to place themselves.

“My love. My wife…..” he whispered in utter awe.