Scarlet
Instead of closing my eyes, they stayed wide open.
What…the…f*ck?
“No, it doesn’t make sense.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “How can I be a True Blood? My parents…uh… I have…”
I was at a complete loss for words.
My chest tightened as though an invisible hand had wrapped around my ribs and was squeezing. My breaths came shallow, uneven. The walls of the room felt closer, pressing in, stealing the oxygen from the space around me.
No. No, no, no.
This wasn’t real.
I wasn’t some long-lost supernatural legacy.
I wasn’t important.
I was just… me. I knew I was different, but this kind of heritage didn’t make sense.
Yet, Evelyn was looking at me like she had found something lost to time. Like I was the answer to a question no one had dared to ask.
I could hear someone t
