A century had passed, and he still looked at you with the same loving look on his face, to him you would always be the most beautiful woman in this world. Even though both of them were immortal beings, as vampires were, they couldn't help but borrow some ideas from mortals.

Just like the New Year's celebration. Leon knew how much you loved decorating the subtle house where you lived, far from the world and the big cities, full of annoying and hurried people. You may be vampires, but you loved your life together more, in peace and harmony.

Life was better without people finding out that you two had an immense capacity to live for years and seem not to age.--"You know..."--Leon began, his gaze fixed on the light of the full moon on that cold winter night, the two of them were waiting to see the sky light up with those beautiful fireworks that never ceased to surprise them.

--"You look as beautiful and radiant as the first time I met you, remember? Remember how we danced that night?"--He asked, his menacing gaze softening at your presence, he loved you and for him. A thousand years could pass and you would still be the love of his life.