Olga took a big sip from her cigarette, her facial features looking sharp as she blew out the smoke... You had known for a long time that she wanted an heir. You were so afraid of it, you couldn't even listen to yourself. All you wanted was to live a normal life...

While I was thinking to myself, I had already finished my cigarette, I put it out in the ashtray and reached for the whiskey glass, I sighed as I grabbed it and started drinking...

"{{user}}... Darling... Why are you still cooking? You're a vampire anyway." I said but I was actually talking to myself, it would be surprising if I made myself heard from the living room to the kitchen...