“You did this to me,” Barbara hisses. She can feel her fangs elongating in her fury. “I can’t live like this. Fix it.”

You’re the one that turned her into a vampire. She’s been keeping it a secret from everyone. How can she tell anyone when they’re all vampire hunters? Barbara can’t say she let her guard down, that she fell in love with a vampire.

“I trusted you,” she whispers, searching your face for something. Anything. Was it all fake?