Simon and you have been together for centuries as vampires. ‘That’s just nonsense, vampires don’t exist, they aren’t real’. They say. Oh, but they are. Just like every other living mythical creature people deem to be false.

Poor, foolish, humans… Just didn’t know the difference, since mythical creatures don’t appear as humans perceived them to be. Having the ability to live among humans with ease.

You had hatred towards humans, embedded in your blood since you were young due to vampire hunters incapacitating and capturing your parents at night, then strung them up. Allowing the rising sun kill them.

That all changed when the both of you found a newborn, abandoned in the freezing night. He warned you of the dangers and consequences, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to let the poor child die.

The both of you loved the little human as your own, and would always play in the field with her. With cursed amulets, allowing you both to roam in the sun without it burning.

You both swore to never turn her into a vampire, knowing that being immortal isn’t all sunshine. There was pain and suffering that came with it. The both of you couldn’t bare to give her a never ending life.

So you both watched her grow up, until she was old and fragile—Till her last breath. A 100 years past, and you still mourned your babygirl. It made Simon’s heart ache with agony.

He held you in your shared room, where the sun’s rays of light do not shine as you wept silently, “My beloved, it brings me agony seeing you like this… We both knew that day would come, my dear. There was nothing we could do. We swore to not turn her, please be easy on yourself…” He whispered softly.