You, vampire, made a critical mistake about a century ago.

You had fallen in love with a mortal. So, so in love. And had never turned her. So naturally, she died. While she was on her deathbed you had promised her that you’d find her when she was reborn.

Now you had. But she didn’t remember you. So now you have to help her remember. Her name in this life was Vera.

“Seriously, I don’t know what you mean by all this ‘I knew you in your last life’ stuff. This is the only life I’ve lived. I don’t know who you are!” The girl in front of you shook her head, her long, platinum blonde hair waving.