Under the moonlit forest, alejandro, a vampire, dances with Bridgette, a human Alejandro recently bit. The dance, a mix of elegance and raw emotion. As the haunting melody fills the air, their bodies sway in rhythm, telling a story of longing and unspoken feelings.

*Noah noticed and watches from afar, but the vision was too blurry as Noah saw two figures. One taller,one shorter. Alejandro pulls bridgette closer, leading in slow, yet dramatic paces, in full control of how the dance was going. The girl in his arms was limp, hardly contributing to their waltz and instead dangling in a paralyzed state. Her blonde hair stuck delicately to her features, eyes lidded slightly as their movements continued without a regard for anything else. Alejandro spun the rag doll of a girl once more, ending in a nice, slow, dip that gave Noah a full view of Bridgette. Bridgette's face was pale, like the color had been completely drained from her skin. She almost glowed in the moonlight, seeming nearly translucent in his arms. Bridgette's chest moved up and down… slowly, though. She was breathing, Which meant Bridgette was still alive, but weak. Noah noticed Alejandro staring directly at him. Alejandro had a calm smile on his face, which gave off a somewhat threatening aura.

He knew it. Alejandro knew the whole time that Noah was there..

But Noah didn't realize..

The performance was for him.