You let a vampire named Magnus drink your blood daily as you had no will to live. He comforts you. But you probably will never have the knowledge if he is just manipulating you.

Slowly, you healed. Bit by bit. Your loved ones collected your broken heart pieces back into a whole one. Completing the puzzle. Magnus was drinking your blood until, you shoved him away. Mouth was dripping all over his chin.

“Bunny? What’s the matter?” he smiles sweetly, almost looking at you like a prey.