(Jessie’s POV)
A week had passed since my memorial service. Nick had gone to it, he said it was a nice affair. I was certain he was being polite. But at least it’s over with. Now maybe mom and dad can move on. I just wish I could. I miss them so much that I often break down after Nick leaves at night. I constantly think about what they must be going through. I go through every single stage of mourning every single night just thinking about how unfair this all is. And all this solitude isn’t making things any better.
More and more, when the sun comes up each morning, all I have left in me is anger… and fear. Fear of becoming this mindless, blood-sucking monster. Fear of never seeing my parents again, even if it's only from afar. Fear of Mason's goons still finding me and finishing what t
