I got back to the hollow, injured. Evangeline was more worried about me than herself. Which was stupid I am the danger. She bandaged me up, i must’ve fallen asleep when she was done, all I could feel was her touch leaving and going through my hair. “that feels good—you feel good, too.”

And at that I drew her too the bed. Evangeline hesitated, but her heart beat told a different story. I told her she’d forget tonight. “you can forget in the morning, just let me pretend you’re mine.”